The Dark City
Airas Pérez
Under the unseen eyes
Under the loudest lights
Under the smell of greed
The Dark City owns your life
You can run
You can try
Under the quiet lie
Under the victorious fool
Under the misfit's cry
The Dark City owns its tool
You can run
You can try
Under the modern slaves
Under the money call
Under the shades of grey
The Dark City owns your soul