Arch Enemy - City Of The Dead

In this city of broken dreams Monuments of death arise This is the Necropolis Where the nameless live and breathe Rotten tombs of ancient kings Days of glory are gone A mockery to the living souls Confined in darkness Trapped inside these walls Between their father's bones Stillborn to this world All their hopes are lost Doomed to live on a burial ground An empty shrine their home The poorest of society Find some shelter but no peace Children play between the stones Laughter echoes from the walls Their cradle of innocent joy Will be their grave of sorrow Trapped inside these walls Between their father's bones Stillborn to this world All their hopes are lost No safety, no dignity, no light, no justice, no future, no home and nowhere to go Their misery, frustration, anger, depression, sadness, madness will drown in hatred Trapped inside these walls Between their father's bones Stillborn to this world All their hopes are lost