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?