Alone in concrete jungle, night,
No moon, no stars and cold
Just silent strangers passing by
Along the saddest road...
All people here have no past,
Just painful present, cloudy future.
Time trigger is click-clacking fast
It's waiting just to shoot you!
These empty souls are all the same
No blood, no heat inside them.
Just simple number and no name,
Like lightning with no thunder!
Reality is - hell around
The only hope is - dreams
When silence turns into the sound
And bitter tastes like sweets!
It is a power and a weakness,
There's no beginning and no end
Your dream might be the biggest
But ruins down to smallest sand...