City of the Dead

She has fled the fields of green
And gave to her his soul and heart
Where life was pure in a rustic dream
Where her first love carved his name in the bark

Now she sells her body to the night
And if she's lucky she's got five years
City of the Dead
Underneath the neon lights
of crack, smack, pain and tears

City of the Dead will crush your dreams
City of the Dead is here to make you
City of the Dead will clip your wings
Youthful lust beneath the summer sky
City of the Dead is here to break you
Gone forever the meadow of rye
When he lost his love to the Temple of Lies

Her sweetheart died a suicide
Twenty six months, she's grown old

Bled to death on the streets of gold
A raggedy whore she will die
And burn in the flames of paradise