Текст песни Antreib - Circle Pit

I don't care if you are a hipster or a skater
Fashionable hardcore player or metalhead,
Running in circles we are all equal
There are no whites or blacks, and there are no better ones.

What do I care about money in my pocket
Who are you - Quasimodo or Brad Pitt
I, like you, are only part of the hurricane
And his name is Circle Pit!

Circle Pit! } x3

I like the mad escape
This vicious circle crowns him,
Rampant youth, eternal childhood,
Salvation from everyday torment.

Chaos of the universe, projection of a circle
The unrestrained rhythm runs through the body!
We understand each other without words,
We are united by Сircle Pit.

Circle Pit! } x3