Urban Decay

Man builds his world, forms it from rock, steel and clay

His view of nature is that it stands in the way

Visions of profit dance in every landlords head

13 in two rooms, four in every bed

Man-made paradise

Falls into decay

Desperate humans

Trapped in their own cage

Look out the window not a tree to be seen

They just block traffic, man is forced to intervene

Hiding in darkness, fearing for his life

Man's lost compassion but has replaced it with a knife

Desperate children turn to drugs for their fun

Bodies inhabit the morgue claimed by no one

Hiding in shadows, their lives reduced to a lie

Freedom forgotten, no one hears your cry