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City (Updated)A heavenly choir of enginesCity (Updated) by *Maevethebrave
Fills the steepled night
Lit up by the holy stars
Of the building’s light
A dazzling puzzle of dull grey glass
Built up of words unsaid
Try to piece it all together
But it falls to pieces instead
All the people’s prayers for more
Answered by department stores
The owners strike fear in the masses
With threats of sales and taxes
If you listen closely,
On the sickly breeze
You can hear the quiet cries,
The softly muttered pleas:
Is there any blood inside
This whirring ticking heart?
Anything still alive
That hasn’t yet been torn apart?
Over shimmering fields of concrete
And great pluming c
CityA heavenly choir of enginesCity by *Maevethebrave
Fills the steepled night
Lit up by the holy stars
Of the building’s light
The fat owners in their gilded thrones
Sow fear in the masses
Put terror in trembling bones
With their threats of sales and taxes
The infinite arches of this false cathedral
Grow larger on their minds
It’s pillars of bolts and braces, TV screens and fake fireplaces,
So nauseatingly high as to make them blind
To the rest of the world outside
Is there any blood inside
This ticking heart at all?
Anything still alive
Behind these towering walls?
If you listen closely,
On the sickly breeze
You can hear the quiet cries,
The so
