Straying in massive cities
Where life once roared
Signposts stand without names
Like an odour without esscence
Cranes rise from the graves
A flag blows above
and beckons the golden times
When someone still lived here
Under the Gullideckeln(?)
Little life vaporises
The rest stay caged like
Wishes from this area
Sky scrapers hang in the sky
As thick, fat filaments
Dirt under my feet
Disappears with life
I don't know where I am
Running through the streets
What's happened here?
The ghost city begins
Here deep in the east
Where is all the life?
Some empty flats hide
Behind the small curtains
The door here still stands open
As is someone's coming back soon
No windows shmashed in
Everything seems so untouched
A bench with scratchings
Verdicts in a heart
And in the underground station
The travelplan long yellowed
Carparks without an end
The big clock stands still
On a billboard
"Better would be stolen"
I believe that in this life
There is nothing more to take
I don't know where I am
Running through the streets
What's happened here?
The ghost city begins
Here deep in the east
Where is all the life?
I don't know where I am
Running through the streets
What's happened here?
The ghost city begins
Here deep in the east
Here deep in the east
Here deep in the east
Here deep in the east