At The Gates - The Fevered Circle |
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The Fevered Circle
At The Gates Music: Larsson/A. Bjorler Lyrics: Lindberg/Svensoon As your feeble breath is torn Each day a mournful pity Life looks upon you with scorn Hopes life, visions elude Six sinister thorns of beauty Our right to bleed The claws of the nondivine Our right to breathe Forever denied Need not be sought so far What some seek in the depths of the unknown The truth of what we are Concealed it lurks behind Each day a fevered circle Six sinister claws of darkness Life looks upon you with scorn Strip your flesh to the bone |
