"Metropol" as written by and Brock Walsh Vitor Martins....
Take a breath

Random streaks of light pervade
The petrol perfume that I breathe (air)

Taken at the witching hour
Missile launch and fuselage
Rivets form a row of eyes
Factory glass state of mind(glare)

Thus machine begets machine
1 is 10 is 423
Affectionate utility
The death of time
Replaces the need for age

I think I tried to steal a kiss
Amid hollow shriek and hiss
Buildings blacker than the sea
The sky a wash of acid pains (gray)
The air is thick and oil slick
The architecture breathes its breath
Soon I'll not want to go away

Black and silver
Soot stained eyes see fire and steel
How can I tell if it's for real?

I think sometime today I'll rescue you away
Andromeda can wait, je suis desole
A radon raid on the senses
Nirvana encoded in concrete
Stark anesthesia
Follow your gray silhouette

Lyrics submitted by tallgrl45

"Metropol" as written by Ivan Guimaraes Lins Brock Walsh


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