Lletres: Trigger Point. A Silent Protest. Cycle.

A shining ember cuts through the darkness
It?s where my heart is
Its where all my fear can be found
Just like ashes in the strongest wind
Something controls everything I have to give
And it?s coming around again
The cycle it waits for you
It?s coming around again
Cycle cycle cycle its inside of my head
Torn by choices and led by passion
My soul?s assassin
Will never let me get very far
The priceless penance for what I?ve done hear
Is a cycle of fear
And it will never stop
And it?s coming around again
The cycle it waits for you
It?s coming around again
Cycle cycle cycle its inside of my head