Mental Games - Город теней
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The city of lost, beaten by reality
Without the prospect of forward
To the broken shore of helpless old age
Waiting for all the wanderers, planting on the raft

Recent attempts of playful despair
Dressed in a transparent worn cloak
Hopes that once had a naked
The needs of happiness, laughing sly

From the side, conducting observation
Behind life in the hype of urban madness
Carrying crowd on the roads of oblivion
Driving into their minds Poloumy's syndrome

And half -matters of the exchange targets
In slot machines ringing excitement
Massively floating in open doors
The sadly famous hangover tomorrow ...

Chorus

City of shadows ... asphalt holes mirror of power
City of shadows ... madness of pride looking for happiness
The city of shadows ... like the life of inert mechanisms
City of shadows ... concrete consciousness industrial ghost

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This place is not for those who want to sober up
From a violent influx of a mode of passion
Diving to the extremes living here
Immigrants from industrial happiness zones

Fanned by a strange aroma of strangle
Factory emissions and exhaust machines
Racing to meet the search for the best
The future of the reasons hidden in the bosom

No prerequisites
To wait for tangible changes
Which we are so eagerly anticipating
Delusional, wandering among the gray walls

Dusty areas of urban hopelessness
Finding a refuge in intoxication
Bodies killed by bad inclinations
The become part of this adverse reactions ...

Chorus

City of shadows ... asphalt holes mirror of power
City of shadows ... madness of pride looking for happiness
The city of shadows ... like the life of inert mechanisms
City of shadows ... concrete consciousness industrial ghost