In love with beauty, bored by virtue still   Entranced by mystery, where will it all lead   Too much drama, no need to fake it   The tragedies are, they're all just too real      In our cruelty games, our cruelty dreams   Our cruelty scenes, our cruelty, cruelty      In vicious circles, vicious circles, when will   The patterns break, when will you break again   Forever searching but no end in sight   We throw it all away as each illusion dies   We're always doomed to repeat history   Creating trials that form our destiny