When the sun goes down at dusk and pours its colours to the sea
when light and darkness cross their path
all the shadows rise
living beneath a concrete sky
I am walking on my path,I close my eyes and feel the pulse
the pulse of the city in my heart
in my heart
living beneath a concrete sky
neon lights as cold as ice gazing into the night
smeared perception,black and white
broken glass reflection
the sun is gazing down on me,Ican feel its evil grin within
concrete boils,melts away - there is a flickering in the liquid air
I breathe deep the scent,the aroma of the living sprawl
feel its breath upon my skin - temptation
searing lights burn my eyes
reflections of the blood-red sky on the frozen cement ground
seduced by the wind,the song that it sings
whispering lovesongs to my ears - temptation
I move to the beat
the rhythm of my heart
pounding to the concrete song
when the sun ...
living beneath a concrete sky