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The city

(It) burns my lungs

Can’t breathe

Can’t scream

Infinite masses

They bow

They crawl

Pray for solace

The golden chain

We forged

(It) whips me

Bleed for the gods

Endless tower

They climb

To be with gods

Endless stairs

They fall

A noble plague

(It) paves its way

The beauty

Of the end