Megalopolis Lyrics
Megalopolis builds barriers, you die under their stressThe mob creates its atmosphere:Bitches, drugs, guns for sale.I'm a stranger in the city, in its rotten partI will destroy the barriers and If I winI'll get lucky!The mob watchfully guards the wallIt's very hard to get through!Volunteers in the army's rows, essence of slums and stenchDead body of a city - alienation and water, the beginning of a jobKillers from dirty streets, victims of the city's creationFifty bucks for one head, they are not afraid of this taskTo approach them is a risk, conscience is tabooTo escape them has no sense, losers in the system aboundMetropolis creates the gang and the gang defines the cityParasites love this corpse, killers in the army's rows!How many people did you kill?About two hundred and fiftyHow many murders did you see?About two or three thousandTell me man, did you use choppers?Yeah, we used choppers to torment!!!And I wait for the darkness to set myself free...
Acid Drinkers Megalopolis
