+Noite na Matriz+
CITIES IN DUST
(Siouxsie & The Banshees)
Water was running, children were running
you were running out of time
under the mountein, a golden foutain
were you praying at the Lares shine?
But Oh your city lies in dust, my friend
We found you hiding, we found you lying
choking on the dirt and stend
your former glories and all the stories
dragget and washed with eager hands
But Oh your city in dust, my friend
Hot and burning - in your nostrils
pouring down your gaping mouth
your molten bodies - blanket of cinders
caught in the throes.............
and your city lies in dust
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