Mean Season - Four Circles | Текст песни

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I stand here beaten down
from this plague of humanity.
Caught between these circles.
Should there be any reason for screaming?
Silence has stricken me down.

Interpreted for what i am.
It's time to kill again.
Breaking through to what
will never come back.

It's coming. It's coming down.

Cleanse these hands that around my neck.
Break these chains that surround me.
Surround me.
Release these fucking chains.
Surrounded.

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