By nature alive city may kill it
Now man is a slave to own created city
Inscribing its spells on the smoky sky
And takes the lost souls away
makes them in captivity die
Sign of degeneration
and no more chance for salvation
Anyway
It does
Not matter
Whose space
Will be affected
We don't
Appreciate
What we have
We want more
Important things
Are neglected
Somewhere mortal sands
Increase their gains
Hearts dry like lakes and rivers,
Minds clog like dumps are filthy
We are deeply mistaken expecting
High-rise buildings and technological progress
The old times paradise
turned into hell on earth