The circle comes
You can't hide or pretend
When the sins keep piling up
The cap of a bottle has to burst...
The misdeeds in one's life
The years one can hide and pretend
As if nothing is wrong inside
It takes a knock the worms will crawl
Illegal riches through back door
No sweat or tear or back breaking efforts
The circle comes
When God weave the magic
As many pray
The worms slowly manifest into the light
With the drizzling rain aiding its cause
The circle comes
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