Lifeline

Lifelines are hanging on electric poles 

Urban guns and innocents 

The state of warfare is the empire of greed 

The descent into fear and anarchy 

Why, why, why? 

The agenda is on the cards

Yet do you know we are one and the same? 

New York, why do you make me cry 

For the love of the world

You had became a monstrous being 

That eats the souls of its inhabitants 

Till they are zombified

Lifelines are hanging on electric poles

Save no one, not including yourself.  

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