City Testo

The city woken by the stench of last night?s booze and angry rapes And by the noise of red-eyed mass stampeding streets to catch the bus, Flooding its bowels, making it sick with beer-stained breath and greasy cheeks, The city sighs and greets the sky concealed in Godforsaken streets. The city woken by the smell of ever lasting morning mist Has shed a tear over their fear of being late for the freaky feast And over all unwanted kids evaporating on the sheets, The city cries and in its eyes a tiny speck of hatred lies... In the city - we?re reeking up the city. In the city - we?re withering in the city. In the city - we?re faceless in the city. In the city - let?s pretend we?re walking home. As he looks upon the Cain cursed kindred, Their ragged homes and snotty children, Their small-talk minds brainwashed in shit, Garnished with clichès, aping wit, Their macho garbage and feminist crap, Bulimic toddlers giving head To live-in priests, introvert youths, Unfaithful husbands, instant saints, As he looks upon the respectful ladies Nights long fighting burning frenzies And their art-devoted daughters Talking nonsense in the corners, Catching eyes of "future legends" Well aware of their presence, The city cries and in its eyes Hatred grows up to the sky.