Vicious Circle
(Anne Pasold)

He came out of the shadows
He took off his mask
He felt nothing
He snatched her dignity
He took what he needed

You felt a hard blow on your head
When you'd awoke you're naked
Fear became rage
You took your pistol and shot him down

Victim-perpetrator-perpetrator - victim
A vicious circle

You hide yourself behind your mask
You feel something you don't know
You watch his exitement
You seek something you don't know

He staggers along
He feels the pistol near his neck
Lust becomes fear
He begs for his life

Victim-perpetrator-perpetrator - victim
A vicious circle

He came out of the shadows
He took off his mask
He felt nothing but control
He snatched her dignity away

Victim-perpetrator-perpetrator - victim
A vicious circle