City of Ghosts

The mists of dawn evaporate

And reveals the sorry state

Of this town once full of joy

The streets I wandered as a boy

I know each corner every street

I know all shadows their deceit

And in the placid city square

Not a sound no one's there

The repeating patterns suffocating me

I am getting closer to my end

The repeating patterns suffocating me

I am getting closer to my end

Windows broken doors are barred

The entire city is scarred

A rocking chair sways in the breeze

Clad in dust and dead debris

Memories etched into these walls

Shadows linger as night falls

And as I tread these stones again

I see no color in this grain

In this town

Man breaks down

I find it hard to trust in myself

In this town

Man breaks down

I find it hard to trust myself

The repeating patterns suffocating me

I am getting closer to my end

It's in me now inside these veins

The virus spreads the virus chains

I was never here I'll never leave

I'll never care enough to grieve

The catalyst the breaking point

Apathy

My poisoned soul to anoint

Heresy

Woo

In this town

Man breaks down

I find it hard to trust in myself

In this town

Man breaks down

I find it hard to trust myself

In this town

Man breaks down

I find it hard to trust in myself

In this town

Man breaks down

I find it hard to trust myself

City of Ghosts - Terrortory