A deathly crust on the skin
A thickness of dirt in the lungs.
Swallowing all the madness of the world.
Resistance is wearing' thin.
Worms digging through your skin.
Eating away at the guts of life.
Thunder carved all these deep lines
On the dark complexion of your face.
Too much blood falling on your lace.
The sun is dull; the colors ran dry.
Like a kind of bad blend.
Your mournful cries seem to never end.
City has no soul; I need to find home. (Take me, take me home)
I haven't found any sun, I'm too tired to roam. (Take me home)
City has no soul; I need to find home. (Take me, take me home)
To heal those broken bones, won't you let me go home?
The rumble of the world beneath,
The black smoke fills up your sky
The sound of a battle as a lullaby
Misery grows around concrete towers.
Leaving bruises on your skin
The plague is just about to win.
City has no soul; I need to find home. (Take me, take me home)
I haven't found any sun, I'm too tired to roam. (Take me home)
City has no soul; I need to find home. (Take me, take me home)
To heal those broken bones, won't you let me go home?
(Solo)
City has no soul; I need to find home. (Take me, take me home)
I haven't found any sun, I'm too tired to roam. (Take me home)
City has no soul; I need to find home. (Take me, take me home)
To heal those broken bones, won't you let me go home?
Black and blue from the inside out
Scars are too deep to heal
Time to find a better place to be.