This is a ghost town
Alive with the echoes of failures fled
Lit up by shiny faces
That parade these streets
What used to be
Of humility is gone
You walk on mounds
Of skull and bone
Where living is denied
I see more moments in decomposition
Than in those hollow eyes
It is the only place I know
Where death is most alive
It is where truth is turned to lie
Where death is most alive
Set flame to the ensnarers
And pierce that ornate shield
Branded by what claims you
You wear the mark of death
Tear from the loss and agony
A character defined
Stripped of all but tragedy
What life is left to find
Go now
Until there's nothing left
Go now
It is the only place I know
Where death is most alive
It is where truth has gone lie
Where death is most alive
So I flee from all that is me
To hide behind this pale dead face
Whatever happened to desire, want and need
Whatever happened to integrity
Imagination is a curse in all of this
Whatever happened, to the ones left behind
This is a ghost town
Our bodies dragged through endless streets
Go now, to never return
I see more pitiful humiliation
That you can ever hide
No!
It is the only place I know
Where death is most alive
It is where truth has gone to lie
Where death is most alive