You've been holding on
To this dying wave
Hold tight, choke
Dancing on its grave
You've been turning the crosses
Sucking the light out of the city
There is a moment where you reach the top
You realise this is where it stops
And the melodies you've been singing
Turns into empty rhymes and misery
Stuck in between these concrete dreams
A gut-wrenched, poisonous fantasy
Chemical bliss or alchemical blitz, when it ends
In a damp delirium
Urban terrarium
Brain dead conflict
Supply & dеmand
Meanwhile, the yеars pass by
I see a big cross weighing on your cold shoulders
Is this reality or crucifixion
Imitated motions to find a connection
The speaking wound
Points to a lunar tomb in the blue
Animals, there's a reason
Caged and bound like you are somebody's wife
Every drop of sweat
Less you never forget what you are
I see a big cross weighing on your cold shoulders
A mark in the sand for when you get older
A big cross weighing on your cold shoulders
A mark in the sand for when you get older
I see a big cross weighing on your frail, thin bones
Saying
Ashes to ashes and dust to pearl
Who is your master?
Ice cold and silent creatures
Climb the stairs
How many moons have passed now
How many layers
Big crosses
A big cross weighing on you
Darkness descends on the city of light
Lost souls scatter like rats in the night
