heavy rain drumming the asphalt
furious waves breaking the shore
the smoke, the haze, broken windows
abandoned houses, desolated yards

storm!
again another storm!

we have darkened the sun
we have painted our home city black
we have drifted into a world without colours
hope is dead!
the cold grey swallows

oh, the lack of consideration
is the greatest of sicknesses
self-centeredness is the reason
numb with materia, numb with consuming

into this greed we have drowned
to this filth suffocated
my heart is black
my heart is stone