METROPOLIS

The sun is rising upon my city
And all the trains are running away like in a chase
A plumber sky over us forewarns rainy days
The sun is rising, it shines but doesn't burn
Over tombstones exposed to nothing
White neon without soul are lightening our destiny

Today I feel my heart like cement
I hardly find the essence
of my existence in this chaos

The dark sense of this doom
the dark sense of the noise that lives inside us
There are hostile waves
And I think that something is wrong with me.... ...metropolis....

The sun is rising upon the suburbs
And the stars flee when the alarm clock rings
White vanishing bodies
in the dawn of the dying living beings

The sun is rising over my day
cyanide coffee and round pills
Too many mixed humours are deconstructing my mind

Today I feel my heart like cement
I hardly find the essence
of my existence in this chaos

The dark sense of this doom
the dark sense of the noise that lives inside us
There are hostile waves
And I think that something is wrong with me.... ...metropolis....