Dark City

In this one big city Where the lights are always on, The people lower their heads With the burden which they were born. The lights, they always sparkle With a promise it never keeps, Tormenting the souls around them Preventing them from sleep. In this one great city Where the traffic doesn't cease, And tired souls trudge endlessly Through dark and empty streets. Dark and empty streets That lead you down to hell, A demise of soul and sentiment Discarding an empty shell. In this one dark city Where clouds gather in wait, To spill their murky load On those awaiting their fate. Some struggle through And make of it what they can, Others are easily defeated With no survival plan. In this one decietful city Nothing is as it seems, Where fantasy is reality; Consciousness is dreams. There is no distinction; It all merges into one. And no one would give a damn If the moon became the sun. In one impulsive city Where everyone gets high; A relief from the monotony, Or the fact we're going to die. Obliteration and disaster Is what we have created, Money, greed and religion Somehow lead to hatred. This is London city So beware to those that come, Bewitched by all the prospects When really there are none.