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This city that I live in is a city filled with sin, the final days are coming, it's time to let go the restrictions of the skin.
The Signs are everywhere now, just open your eye's, the evil is around us now wearing authorities disguise.
Cast out of bliss into the belly of the beast,
You do onto me as you do onto the least of my brothers in peace.
With light there will be dark,
Death; won't be far behind,
You'll never see the light of love!!!
If you choose not to see the signs?
Here I walk surrounded by evil, an evil that grows, Death; I feel his presence here in the city of crows.
Lies on earth contentment birthed in this city of dead men walking,
I try to sleep,
At night I weep,
all there senseless talking.