CV1 Songtext
von With the Dead

Fires and shadows
Fretched hearts and souls
Changing town once gold
Streets cold and grey
Prosperity had its day
Dreams faded away

Grief consumes me whole
As through this place I roam
Oh, what became of home?

Cemeteries crowd silver streets
Faceless precincts entrap this encase
Aimless violence, blood on the streets
From the ruins, endless mistakes, oh no


Dying town
Dying town
He hurts, cries
Lingering Nazi curse
Works on architecture
Destruction of what was pure
Now a concrete eyesore

Beneath eternal skies
Strength of its people high
The greatest of mankind

City council full of disgrace
Avatara of this great place
Waste and sorrow they create
This meat of long lost grace
Dying town
Dying town