Verse 1:
Shots like bells awake the bride,
Comes a horseman, run and hide.
Call the diggers, here's another,
Crack has killed a baby's mother.
Chorus:
Love is lost, we cry alone,
Gypsy city turned to stone.
Verse 2:
Broken needles, bloodstained dreams,
Screams of anguish, silent screams.
In these shadows, demons dance,
Lost souls trapped in twisted trance.
Chorus:
Love is lost, we cry alone,
Gypsy city turned to stone.
Verse 3:
Every alley hides a curse,
A tale of pain, the universe.
Sins of flesh and sins of mind,
In that darkness, truth we find.
Verse 4:
Smoke and powder prophets prey,
Teenage dreams are burned away.
Beauty fades, the midnight tolls,
On shattered streets of broken souls.
Chorus:
Love is lost, we cry alone,
Gypsy city turned to stone.
Verse 5:
Fires burn in vacant eyes,
Hope's last breath, the city dies.
Fingers clutch at empty dreams,
Ripped apart at tearing seams.
Verse 6:
Cackling shadows, mocking fate,
My cities loves have turned to hate.
Angels fall, wings seared and torn,
From this darkness, nightmares born.
Chorus:
Love is lost, we cry alone,
Gypsy city turned to stone.
Verse 7:
The stars once bright now fade to black,
Hope is gone, can't bring it back.
Echoes a time once filled with sand,
Slips like water through a broken hand.
Verse 8:
Rats and vermin claim it's throne,
In this kingdoms, danger zone.
Sunshine fails and hides away,
Night-lit demons laugh and play.
Chorus:
Love is lost, we cry alone,
Gypsy city turned to stone.
Verse 9:
Heartbeats echo, distant drum,
Darkened streets where no one's come.
Cold wind blows through an empty square,
Voices lost on her midnight's air.
Verse 10:
In the blind alleys, danger lurks,
Behind each corner, madness smirks.
Drenched in sin, these city streets,
Where innocence and evil greets.
Bridge:
Echoes haunt these ghostly halls,
Whispered answers midnight calls.
Dreams decay in shadowed fright,
Lost forever, outside god's sight.
Chorus:
Love is lost, we cry alone,
Gypsy city turned to stone.
Outro:
Tales of sorrow, tales of woe,
In this place who's headstones grow.
Once we danced beneath it's moon,
Now swells a dying lovers tune.
Final Chorus:
Love is lost, I cry alone,
My gypsy city's turned to stone.
-Hermit King & Sean
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