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• Artiste: Coldworker
• Titre: Citizens of the Cyclopean Maze
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All is quiet here Now that we're used to fear Pitch-black skyline rules Oppressing walls enfold Beneath we walk in line Shadows out of time Labour the day away To rest in shallow graves Citizens of the cyclopean maze Sterile breed that grace forgot Lay down my fate Assimilate On the horizon the city awaits Relinquish the last shreds of humanity Towers of stone Built on my bones Carry the weight of indifferent souls Embraced by the chains of slavery Artificial light Is our only guide Numb we play the parts Concrete surrounds the heart Structure mesmerize Rotting paradise The will begins to slip To fight the comas grip Sewers below awash with our blood Black bled forth in putrid tides Lay down my fate Assimilate On the horizon the city awaits Relinquish the last shreds of humanity Towers of stone Built on my bones Carry the weight of indifferent souls Embraced by the chains of slavery By our own hands the metropolis thrives Deciding the fate of us all Like rats trapped in labyrinthine decay Our industry precedes our fall By our own hands the metropolis thrives Deciding the fate of us all Like rats trapped in labyrinthine decay Our industry precedes our fall Lay down my fate Assimilate On the horizon the city awaits Relinquish the last shreds of humanity Towers of stone Built on my bones Carry the weight of indifferent souls Embraced by the chains of slavery