[Intro] Black horizon, fires crawl Breath of poison, silence falls [Verse 1] Under sunless heavens, broken sprawl decays Ash rains down on neighborhoods the daylight will betray Tracks of ruin paved with dreams, abandoned and defiled South of Pasadena lives the city’s exiled child [Pre-Chorus] Skies are crimson, lungs are clay Shadows bloom where light decayed [Chorus] A little south of Pasadena — silence turns to screams A little south of Pasadena — nowhere left to dream [Verse 2] Heat-sick prophets wander, highways turned to tombs Every exit’s false escape, each street a field of doom Suburb shrines to suffering, worship built on pain South of Pasadena wears the smog like rusted chain [Pre-Chorus] Skies are crimson, lungs are clay Shadows bloom where light decayed [Chorus] A little south of Pasadena — silence turns to screams A little south of Pasadena — nowhere left to dream [Bridge] Wind will not deliver mercy, night will not forgive Fire eats the edges of the life you swore to live Concrete reigns where hope once bled, the edge of Hell defined South of Pasadena claims the souls it’s left behind [Outro] A little south of Pasadena — silence turns to screams A little south of Pasadena — nowhere left to dream
