Face down in a population that God has left behind,
In these barren streets the neon lights will be your guide.
All their limbs are stretched holding tight what could have been,
No-one here is innocent because we can't forgive.
God made this place a haven for the motionless and weak,
A paradise of endless hope no progress to be seen.
The houses are abandoned by those who could escape.
While we will be the future and you,
You will never change.
Washing your hands in blood won't take away the stain.
washing
haven
first
guide
slipping
forgive
hands
escape
easily
progress
limbs
behind
stain
future
burden
because
motionless
finger
change
since
could
cross
barren
holding
tight
houses
streets
innocent
lights
stretched
never
grave
blame
these
nothing
paradise
stand
endless
blood
place
abandoned
point
population
while
their
those
heaven
through
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