JEHST - City Of Industry lyrics

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[Verse 1:]

Air poured, my thoughts shrouded by cloud forms

The line ravaged in the wake of this ground war

The quintessential outlaw

Eye of the storm, my tears fall as a torrential downpour

The flood, your death wish written in blood

I came in from the cold, clothes dripping with mud

Gripping a club, primitive, a stick is a dud

Swinging a punch, the bad seed pick of the bunch

I drink black rain, take another swig and I'm drunk

Taste venom on the tip of my tongue, my lips cold

Spitting out toxins I couldn't dissolve or withhold

I never sold my soul for fool's gold

So I'm still free, but too numb to feel pity

Some broke down, now the still city's a ghost town

Snowflakes cover the ground in white carpets

Seasons of espionage as time passes

The lion hearted, survival of the hardest artist

My open arms embrace darkness

Still craving carnage and infamy

But even parasites starve in this carcass of industry

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[Verse 2:]

You can see me as cynical, trapped in my own gothic vision

Encapsulating chaos in this composition

Calculated like the lies of a politician

Gripping the slingshot, I size up the opposition

I drop a match in the clouds and watch the flames rise

Fire water falling from these grey skies

To paint your train lines, chrome over red brick

Reflective, like a gemstone in a cesspit

Jehst gives belief to a skeptic

The truth neglected like open wounds that turn septic

Infected by the forked tongue of a liar

Now my thoughts are the colour of fire

And my night's spent running the ?

Unspired by the freak show

I see ghosts dance in the trail of my weed smoke

My words are folklore, that survived the Cold War

New World Order and so forth

I go north, ankle-deep in snowfall

Leaping over dry stone walls with a ?

Steam clouds rise from my fiery breath

It's the last twilight before the silence of death

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