City Of Souls Cruelty
I see the whites of every eye
Spinning machine
I smell the blood upon the tongue
In the breeze
I hold the key in
I touch the rust
I shut the lock and swallowed everything
To dust
But your eyes still sing
This time you run
With proud indifference
You're still out
On the streets
A bride in the distance
Alive in me
It might just be a drop
But that makes a wave
Shelter as cold as bitter winds
Drive the slave
Kneel to the ground
Foot on your throat
This isn't us it's not how love's supposed to grow
When your eyes still sing
This time you run
With proud indifference
You're still out
On the streets
A bride in the distance
Alive in me
