You can still smell the smoke
You can still feel the heat
In this city under the sleeping stone
Beneath the rubble
Under the ashes
Filthy marble still burns our feet
Turn the lights off
Lock the door
Let blood red curtain fall down on chessboard floor
Let broken chains jingle and dangle
Let them call our names
In this city, under the sleeping stone
Under the trash bags
Under the flames
Under the ashes
Under the rubble
Under the trash bags
Under the flames
Our guardian angel - moon
The glance of hope named - lighthouse
In this city under the sleeping stone
They both betrayed us
Like dogs unleashed by their masters
Let loose hungry and vicious
Looking for us, in the alleys
Caves and yards
The curtain is cracking
I can feel they coming
I can hear their footsteps
Let broken chains jingle and dangle
Let them call our names
In this city, under the sleeping stone
Under the trash bags
Under the flames
Under the ashes, under the rubble
Under the trash bags
Under the flames