Living in nightmare city In this urban battle field, she knows no barricade With some kind of crazy hope in these days of rage Living in nightmare city, living
to insult them The city shines with laughing tombstones The profiteers, the warcry butchers Stir up the lust for legal slaughter The living dead who
insult them, The city shines with laughing tombstones. The profiteers, the warcry butchers, Stir up the lust for legal slaughter. The living dead who
do you come from? Where have you been living the nightmare Of these untold stories...? And in which star have you finally found The colour of our faded
few other places but look beneath the surface of the city and you shall uncover a steamin sesspool of human emotion gun sour, a planet, where nightmares
in few other places but look beneath the surface of the city and you shall uncover a steamin sesspool of human emotion gun sour, a planet, where nightmares
for war Pray that we might just live through this night At dawn we will stand up and fight Repent ? all we can do is pray Repent ? that we live through
