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Dead City - Discipline.
Through the empty window of delight
Bleak abandoned ruins fill your sight
From your shallow grave you hear the scrape
There matures the seed of your escape
Through the earth or through the air
On your dying breath you swear
To take charge and move ahead
Leave the city of the dead
Buried in the prison of your home
Thethered debtor bound nowhere to roam
O to feel the cool after the rain
Keep your cool to keep your thinking sane
Through the earth or through the air
On your dying breath you swear
To take charge and move ahead
Leave the city of the dead
Poison pumping daily through the streets
Rusted autos dusty tracks in fleets
Some are searching vainly for an out
You the sulfur burns for the devout
Through the earth or through the air
On your dying breath you swear
To take charge and move ahead
Leave the city of the dead
God is blind the prophet speaks in lies
Man is forth and only multiplies
Can we be the cancer and the cure
Thoughtless waste our only act impure
Through the earth or through the air
On your dying breath you swear
To take charge and move ahead
Leave the city of the dead
Leave the city of the dead
Leave the city of the dead
Leave the city of the dead
