The city of kill gets it's regular dawn And you wanna howl but just not of this cold For people like us, who don't live but survive The younger you are - the sooner death arrives Sorrow and dust at our feet and our faces The buildings are starring with hollowed eyepits And there is no reason to feast and rejoice For sugar and jag are only fucking choice
The money's what rules here, better in advance You're nothing but cash stored at your bank account The dog lives within every man in this place Corruption's in charge, and your life's what depends Your nerves are so intense and tensioned like string And life drips away like a fear off your sting The city of kill is drowning in this war For every last penny took from everyone
God, grant me the straight to cope God, I've never asked you for more God, grant me the straight to wage On my own, alone in this age