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Poema Arcanus
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Metropolis
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
The glasscases are showing fashions 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: Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com 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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Walls of concrete, ground of concrete The buildings rise and hide the sun Urban creature, synthetic nature The dirty world is your homeland.
Repeat 1. and Chorus
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