Groza - Dysthymian Dreams

Another night spent wandering
Under fluorescent lights
Deafened by mocking thunder
Roaring from starless skies
Beneath the asphalt lies
All cause of spiritual demise

In the streets like labyrinths
The mass like maggots thrives
A swarm of rotten lives dances
Noxious dance as hope deprives
Death follows in disguise
As the smoke blinds my tired eyes
Swirl lost souls like flies

Hang, hang them high!
The figureheads of horror
Eternal hails
To the architects of sorrow

I long for the day
When all of this will end
A real inferno
Much to drooling gods content
The smokes shall rise higher
Suffocate all that is left
And up from the pyre
Rain the ashes unto the cement

Hang them high!

When all is said and done
And nowhere left to hide
As the sun falls from the sky
And from the firmament
Breaks pure enlightenment
Rejoice! For it has brought us all
The endless night

Endless night