One Last Circle
Markus Wisth Edvardsen, Rhys Marsh, Will Spurling
in the light of the dawn
a hundred signs and then you're sworn
to never question there's more
you feel the tides on your skin
that's where the weakness begins
you can't let go of the stare
from all the eyes made of sin
they're talking, looking in
you can't begin to explain
who brought you here to cause you pain
in one last circle of fear
the ones that brought you near
are taken down in shame
and only you remain