Shattered windows are staring from eroded walls Doors hanging aslant on rotten hinges Some streets still travelled, where a sane mind cringes By wanderers on iron horses, where darkness calls
Riding, hurrying over broken pavement so as not To spend this eerie night with ghosts And there are ghosts
Those that lived here, worked, and died Yet while they were alive, their hopеs, their virtues crucified If you'd ask thеm they would tell you Of a greed beyond all limits Of a need destroying a simple way of life Their presence may yet be felt Spirits floating where once the living dwelled Between buildings crumbled, torn and shifted Ravaged by time, you'll see, once the fog has lifted
Collapse was slow, but the wise men knew, predictable Yet humanity's actions taken despicable
The ashes rose, a last vision Too late, too late, too blind to see
But when the castles crumble That were built on sand or cloud Gods witnessed mankind tumble Mankind before mammon bowed
The ones who lie unburied Could have changed the course of time But preferred to stay unworried Descend into sin and crime
The ashes rose, a last vision Too late, too late, too blind to see
But when the castles crumble That were built on sand or cloud Gods witnessed mankind tumble Mankind before mammon bowedTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
