Texty:
Light This City Facing The Thousand

Self-sacrifice is suicide What unfortunate creature must suffer Watching a thousand deaths spiral towards it With the will but not the strength to move on From this

When you gaze into your polished metal plates You picture the face of a man who longs to see his soul But claws are claws, whether sharpened or painted

Self-sacrifice is suicide What unfortunate creature must suffer Watching a thousand deaths spiral towards it With the will but not the strength to move on From this

It may feel like it's too much to handle, But it's not time yet. Your body operates, automatic, Like a breathless engine, It shines in the swimming haze

Here comes the train, pained and wailing Eye focused on you warily, but still unblinking Is this the one I'm supposed to bring? For this next journey

enough to chill even the most shadowed soul You fucked up everybody's life you touched How's that for an accomplishment? "Surprise! I made you this exclusive

A cloud hangs over this city by the sea I watch the ships pass and wonder if she might be Out there and sober as well from loneliness Please do persist

across the street And Huh Huh! Beat Street is a lesson too, because you can't let the Streets beat you! Well a picture can express a thousand words

ya posture, stand upright not uptight Don't be scared of the light, just prepare for the fight We say, "Criminal minded", 'cause our thoughts are illegal We represent the very thinkin' of, inner city