Storm and thunder Above the city of lies Keep your public appearance Be successful or die
Under the bottom Under your floor Is a virus in ambush Knocking at your door
The temple of business Is a jungle of blood With a cold clear image And i choke in the mud A wall of mirrors Is in my head We keep on running But we cycle instead
Are you ready to die In the city of lies?
Pushing, punching Shatter, coming Kicking, hit him Fighting, running
Tower of madness But a glowing shine Fires still burning At the destruction line
God of thunder Where are you now? Are you born to die In a city of lies?