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Jericho's strange, with life at its heart:
are drawn together, simultaneously torn apart...
Foundations are in the city
inside the barricaded -----
hiding their walls, lonely as night falls,
the people are waiting for trumpets...

Babylon's strange, seventh wonder of the
gardens ablaze in colour, slowly rotting in the
and, with your head on fire, you you can't really see.
The hanging sing,
but with a ring:
the life is false, its me...

Don't look back, or you'll turn to
around before your life is overgrown
with slabs!
On your the searching eyes that stab
chintz curtains, glinting,
but never owning to a -------
like the inmates of
all the are contagiously
insane...

Atlantis is strange, the of an age:
really knows what to do, and the city
is a cage.
It in ashen hours and concrete towers,
imprisons in the social
the city's its way,
takes hold today...

I can't under water.

I can't live water.

I can't under water.