Lyrics: Vicious Circle

Break this vicious circle and abide it
Kill the vicious scoundrels snapping at your feet
And everything you say makes perfect sense to me
...Or does it?

And you can sit and act like you've got it all so figured out
And you can think you're a perfect angel
You love it and it loves you
And you both see what you want to
And our capacity goes straight to hell
Straight to hell.

That spinning vicious circle’s got no entry
While the room gets dark and sticky with no exit
And where you are today makes perfect sense to me
…Or does it?

And you can sit and act like you've got it all so figured out
And you can think you are just as well
You love it and it loves you
And you both see what you want to
And our capacity goes straight to hell
Straight to hell.

Break this vicious circle
Break it…

And everything you say makes perfect sense to you
…Or does it?

Music… the greatest of all art forms.

…Yet the commercial mainstream can suck the music completely dry while it gasps for air. Then the music becomes bland and powerless. Art is lost. Man’s worst enemy, his currency, laughs in the face of art. But the art does not fight back. The art is at peace. It is beautiful. Where the enemy flees the art thrives and the music dominates, for it will always prevail over everything else in the end. It creates emotion like no other. Music … the greatest of all art forms.