Perfect Circle...

My life has rotated.
My life has been rated.
By you.
What else do you want me to do?
With a burning.
It sends my stomach turning.
My life means nothing to you.
When is your reign of hatred going to be through?
When are you going to realize.
That your views aren't seen through these eyes?
I've got nothing except the darkness i keep.
I've got nothing except the dreams when i sleep.
Dreams of freedom.
When will that day come?
Free from all of your plans.
Finally given the chance.
The day is so close i can taste it.
But slowly i start to forget.
That i'm still under your power.
And anger in my heart starts to shower.
Rained on like a storm.
This anger begins to reform.
To a hatred and dispise.
And it slowly starts to rise.
One day you and my circle will meet.
My circle is almost complete.
It's power is rising.
It's power is surprising.
And uprising.
From the dead.
I can see the fear in the back of your head.
You can't control me anymore.
I see your power drop to the floor.
It has drawn you to perplexion.
My circle has grown to perfection...