Is this the world Vanadim has loved?
Or is this the world the other past
great Drupad said the right to serve?
City
lights drip neon rain on the top Street
whispers carry secrets cusps like
a scar Motorbike ghost shadows in the haze
Skyscrapers loom the spires ablaze
Patronus twins staring down the dark
Pavement cracks my story leaves its mark
Roadie kill night cold star lights flicker
slow Heater the night but my veins run snow
Shadow over chaos creeping through my soul
City ain't sleeping but it swallows you whole
Shadow over chaos skyline feels alive
Heartbeat of the city but you fight to survive
Land and light dances on the murky train
Smell of durian mixes with the urban strain
Mama's prayers echo through the monsoon's growl
But the devil's in the alley waiting with a scowl
Steady on the grind got no time for fears
Clock ticks slow like the weight of the years
Dragon dance graffiti stories on the wall
City's got a rhythm but it's ready to brawl
Shadow over chaos creeping through my soul
City ain't sleeping but it swallows you whole
Shadow over chaos skyline feels alive
Heartbeat of the city but you fight to survive
I'm the Archangel of the Sky Kingdom.
This is the birth of self-blasphemy.