Black Painted Circle

by Hell's Island

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released 18 May 2012

Produced by Hell's island
Music by Hell's island
Lyrics by Roberto Negrini
Recorded by Emilio Rossi at Phoenix Studio, Castelmella (BS) Italy
Mixed by Simone Mularoni at Domination Studio, Florentino, San Marino

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Track Name: G.O.D. (Guilty Of Dying)
In flames, on the earth
A death and a birth

Need to unleash what we can’t say
Fear of sins that we create

Alone in every pray
Hearing that voice so loud
Screams the promise to save
A damned soul

Eternity is a plan
God is not a masked man

Need to be what we can’t be
Fear of a hell that we just live

Alone in silence
Breathing to leave behind
The promise and chains
To feel alive
Track Name: Black Painted Circle
In my veins, Thick warm tears
Don’t feel and the pain dies
In my eyes, The blinding dark
Pain makes awake

Grey boxes, inside my head
They choke my conscience’s breath
They’re waiting for its death
And all those questions, will we return?
A door as a loaded gun
Hit the mirror or your arm

Nevermore the same, Nevermore this place

Thoughts float in stillness
Time seems to hesitate
Nothing is real
In the darkest dream

Here and now.
Feel, emptiness.
Here and now.
Feel, emptiness.

Do you feel this sore?
Do you pray for some?
Have you ever lived before?
(paint your circle on your own)
Do you deserve this sore?
Do these tears mean more?
Have you ever lived before?

Nevermore the same, Nevermore this place

Thoughts float in stillness
Time seems to hesitate
Nothing is real
In the darkest dream

In my eyes.
In my veins.
Track Name: Opaque Solo
No promises to keep
No excuses to believe
A window and a book
Black window as a look

Walls. Black.
Anesthetized from emotions.
Lines. Cracked.
Burning into an opaque mirror.

A knife
A trembling hand, veins are so naked
The sky
The purest eyes inhale the soul

Soul is a rare thing
Some are hidden, some are killed

Breathing alone and blind
No one lies, no one cries

Stay alone to slight
Or make the creed commits a suicide

A soul can’t heal. It dies.
And if it’s strong, it revives
Track Name: Down Again
Have you killed it
Or have I let it die?
So sweet to forget
Your name in red

I leave again
Deception in a glass
Joy as a grab
Laying on your web
Down again
Death in her dress
Reminds me an escape
Down again

A chair so cold
My hands on you
Your father is right
My brothers are died

I leave again
Deception in a glass
Death in her dress
Reminds me an escape

Down again