ABstract CitY

Tuesday, March 20, 2007

Blue blooded veins of the power back,
snaking through low hoods over misty hacks,
unearthly coupled beats from an underground,
pounding through death's omen like a devil hound,
white grease among red in the punctured hands,
nerves strung high in tune with the city band,
all they need to hay is just a silent beep,
and welcome to the city life that never sleeps....


Steel and chrome frame all the roads,
and everywhere is blinding,
pictures empty roam the blocks,
as illusions go winding...


Just a touch apart,
these souls are sold to circles binding,
lives are lost and lives are lost,
WHERE ARE WE NOW TO GO????