كلمات Width Of A Circle

As we witness the hunt begin In the aura of blood, the hounds move in As you follow a failing heart And crack the norms apart Remain perfectly still Arch your spine, eat your shame Accusation to your name A trail to investigate, deceptive eyes The features in the drawing mirrors you And deconstructing everything you've said Jaws of speculation, lust for truth Dragging bygones into the Sun Attempt to flee persecuted by speeding time You are giving yourself away Behind the mash but straight against the heart of events Self woe It is glaring You have made up your mind As you deem fit The devil's wit Makes you ask for it And God submits The pendant shackled around your neck The decision is made behind darkened glass A trail to investigate, breeptive eyes The features of the drawing mirrors you But your defense present a new detail Shedding light upon a brothers trail