torn apart and ripped to shreds broken down and held by threads hit the bottom nothing left to lose haunted by a faded glory my heart could tell a million stories scars become a road map of my pain and this is the way it has to be my son drag the bottom sufferings not done hear the siren hear the marching drum the closer you get the further it becomes light the sky burn the dead in the graveyard in my head so take it all there s nothing left to kill all the cycles have begun time erases everyone wash away your memory with your flood and this is the way it has to be my son drag the bottom sufferings not done hear the siren hear the marching drum the closer you get the further it becomes cutting you down you wrap your arms around my heart into the ground and watch it slowly tear apart it s just the vicious circle of life there s too much pain to let it show it s just the vicious circle of life and it is time to let it go let go all the hate you want to feel justice is gone nothing is real it s gone who am i supposed to be what do you want from me feeling is absentee emotional amputee who am i supposed to be what do you want from me nothing is ever free is this what you paid to see the vicious circle of life the vicious circle of life the vicious