the circle Don't break the circle Don't break the circle Don't break the circle Don't break the circle Don't break the circle The circle must keep
Circle of Pain I have no idea, strong behind the weak I have no idea, silence covers your life I have no idea, no more sounds to hear I have no idea
, the victory's none Hear the warning, the end's beginning When you break the circle, you have no right to live The breaking of the circle right at
chained in an empty room Crawling in dark, imprisoned in silence Climbed the ladder too soon I'm blind, I crawl I'm blind and crawling Every time I
Übersetzung: Blind Guardian. Don Break The Circle.
Übersetzung: Blind Myself. Circle Of Pain.
Übersetzung: Callenish Circle. Blind.
I have no idea, strong behind the weak I have no idea, silence covers your life I have no idea, no more sounds to hear I have no idea, kill Circle of
behind chained in an empty room Crawling in dark, imprisoned in silence Climbed the ladder too soon I'm blind, I crawl I'm blind and crawling Every
Victory's None [Chorus] Hear The Warning, The End's Beginning When You Break The Circle, You Have No Right To Live Its The Breaking Of The Circle Right
went wrong was it me Led to believe in a truth that was false Truth built on greed and the faith of the weak Walking up blind and blind you must be
this madness be? Do you know what I feel... my true sense turns insane! When the most senseless is called sane As the wheel turns with bitter self-hate Your viscous circle
revolve around my room. I dreamed of a circle, I dreamed of a circle round. And in that circle was a maze, a terrible spiral to be lost in. Blind
I love you Fuck what they talkin bout Let me take you back in time, rewind to eighty-nine Introduced me to this life of crime, but we was blind Little
what you call inner city blues Now that I got you here I got your attention (I'm a winner winner) I wanna welcome you all to the winner's circle [Chorus
year, next phase begin Look who's got you goin crazy again I'ma trend, I set one every time I'm in I go out and just come back full circle again You
in a high tree top There's a flag pole rag and the wind won't stop I have stood here before inside the pouring rain With the world turning circles running
: I used to be such a sweet, sweet thing Until they got a hold of me I opened doors for little old ladies I helped the blind to see I got no friends '
