Metropolice — Blood stain child

I can see You can see We can see the falling fighting...

Fall In this developing metropolice Fall Cyber that all digitalized

We forget having stepped on the Earth with the shank's mare We soak in the paradise of the delight Politics and economy are all genetiv structure

I can see the falling fighting... You.. We..

Fall Imagine it What do you wish in that? We are not a machine and iron

We have an ego and the will In the world where everything is made automation our existence also will disappear for long

Say Fly Stay Soul We are dinied to what oneself.. I can see You can see We can see the falling fighting