You were the life ...

My anonymous philharmonic

All my notes I composed for you

For you were the music

You were the sound

I dreamed on throughout the wars

And you absorbed and stifled tears

Misfortunes and changes

But you failed to feel me

For you were all unchanged

Talking about the same old things in the same old way.

'twas you who brought the rusty wheel,

That defines what has been left of me

You changed my spirit and you cast a spell on me

Heavy breathing and piercing howl coming from the riverside

And my streets were carved with the blood

And the days of evil came

You and your filthy image.

Your treacherous eyes filled with vermin and tempest

Thoughts that struggled with wisdom

You freed the volture, thus vulture now they call me and vulture I am

you forgot me

I forgot you

you forgot me

I forgot you

you forgot me

I forgot you