dark city doused in rain gray streets without their name closed doorways screed in paint We all have lost our way The people have no hearts The people have no brains The people have no souls A living city of the dead A living city of the dead the heat breeds rot and stagnancy the air itself smells of vagrancy empty eyes that never see We all have lost our dreams The people have no loyalty The people have no conscience The people have no shame A living city of the dead A living city of the dead no hearts no brains no courage no shame no souls A living city of the dead A living city of the dead A living city of the dead we know what’s gone, and who took it but fear keeps our every mouth zipped and let the city's spirit leak we've lost the will to stand and speak "home sweet home"
