Ghost City

In this place The sun's awake for just few days To light the petrified cold grace Of this hazy city A ghost is walking Along the streets, emerging from the mist of white nights All the days are mostly black or gray Rains don't cease, the sky keeps on crying But can't wash away dirty scarlet stains There's a scar of a long jading war When the sky and earth tore open on a fatal day Demons roared, the bronze horseman froze in dismay Demons rose, from the swamp and came to reign It was the true hell Ghost city, founded on bones Was starving and shelled Blood marked all the stones And every life that was saved had its terrific price The truly brave could even pay it twice Like those random strangers Who rescued someone when they could with no renown Not wanting rewards, making no demands Those who faced all the dangers When they lived among death, their spirit was not down They fought demons with half-broken hands Souls of people will be cruelly taken By a ravenous snake In our lifetime It will be awakened And the stone world will shake The dungeon's gate will open again This land will be storm-wrecked and tortured The servants of Satan will break iron chains Once, when the gray sky gets black They'll take bloody weapons and suddenly come back But we will be ready We will withstand!