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• Artiste: Church
• Titre: City
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There, smoke turns into serpents in the air Beware, there's no sanctuary anywhere On this very spot, a great city once stood It oozed with evil but it felt so good Well I don't know Where did it go? And here, there's lots of method in their madness dear And we're considering remaining here In this very house a giant was born With two angry eyes and one sharp black horn Well I don't know How could he grow? The fountains gush wine The chimneys spurt flowers Where me and my friends pass the fleeting hours Well yes and no Where did they go? Goodbye, there's no reason, there's no alibi I'll try to write you a letter from the cyclone's eye On this very day, a hundred years before They opened up the future like it was a door Well I don't know Where did it go? The towers stretch up, the spires spiral odd Behind the vicar's gate, the sign, "Beware of God" Well I don't know Where did he go?