my secret wish in this sacred place is to relinquish needs the great constant is perpetual change
so when we leave as we know we will, some of us remains, consencrated and unchanged
circles in stars they bind us now, we're pretty animals
colors around are bled of love, we're hopefully animals kiss me now so we can feel alive we're concious animals circles in stars they bind us now, we're sacred animals
from blood we came, to ask we return again these carbon hearts, and terrestrial hopes
from our first goodbye to the last hello, pray we carve our paths from god's sacrosanct... yeah
circles in stars they bind us now, we're pretty animals colors around are bled of love, we're hopeful animals kiss me now so we can feel alive, we're concious animals
circles in stars they bind us now... we're sacred animals
the love we crave, that binds, bends but can never change feeds the faith in faith that i search for in everything...
(bridge 2 + chorus repeat)
Compositor: Brian Wayne Transeau (Bt) ECAD: Obra #7735436