The City

He came, and stole the wild, A crime so old as the sky and bone, He came untied, Solid as a stone, All is almost lost and it starts to show, Cause it's home but it's gone. He came, he paved the skies, And he's stolen the strands of sunlight, Soldier do what's right, It's a call before the chasm collide, Cause it's home but it's gone. Tear down your suffering, bolt by bolt, Tear down your suffering, bolt by bolt, Tear down your suffering, bolt by bolt, Tear down your suffering, bolt by bolt.

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