Poema Arcanus - Metropolis Lyrics
Endless tension , walking corpses
You see in their faces sad frustation
Cops are hitting , cars are crashing
And piles of people are sucking smog
1. And I die slowly in this grave
My grave , in wich millions will die
While beggars beg for a piece of bread
Busses are filled with human masses
And a dog4s crushed by the wheels
2. And I cry surrounded by stress
and I think , How can I live in this mess?
Chorus:
And the hate is growing high,
And the city grows to the sky,
We're just some little scums,
Trapped in our own pretty tomb
You see in their faces sad frustation
Cops are hitting , cars are crashing
And piles of people are sucking smog
1. And I die slowly in this grave
My grave , in wich millions will die
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The glasscases are showing fashionsWhile beggars beg for a piece of bread
Busses are filled with human masses
And a dog4s crushed by the wheels
2. And I cry surrounded by stress
and I think , How can I live in this mess?
Chorus:
And the hate is growing high,
And the city grows to the sky,
We're just some little scums,
Trapped in our own pretty tomb
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