Callenish Circle. Flesh Power Dominion. They Have Chosen. Zeneszám

Leaving me nothing to believe in Now I'm craving for silence Never alone
again They have chosen me Took away my life Took away my pride
Sustaining echoes through the night Forcing my decline Whispers
screaming from within Same words over and over again Lies becoming
bitter reality The mirror reflects a stranger's eye Whispering feels

like fire Screaming feels like ice