5 Feb 2010

The City

The City is crying nails of smoke
The host starts to get high... And high...
A concrete cancer starts to spread
Infecting thoughts to my head... In my head...
I see the suicide open gates
Plagues and pearls in this place... Face to face...
A crystal ball has shown the way
A morphine bed to my pain... Just to say...

I'm about to raise
I'm right behind you
And when things don't go so cool
I will find find you

I'm a photograph
I'll stay beside you
When you feel like you can't sleep
I will numb you

The City is crying nails of smoke
The host starts to get high... And high...
A concrete cancer starts to spread
Infecting thoughts to my head... In my head...
I see the suicide open gates
Plagues and pearls in this place... Face to face...
A crystal ball has shown the way
A morphine bed to my pain... Just to say...

I'm your broken heart
I'll stay inside you
And when clouds begin to fall
I will dry you

I'm the chaos inside
I'm the void that silence you
When the Hunter starts to shoot
I will hide you

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