Still life

Chaos

Yawn Porn

Journey through time and ruins in this haunting rock anthem inspired by "Venice 2068 A.D." Explore a post-apocalyptic world where ancient secrets and forgotten knowledge lie buried beneath crumbling cities. With powerful riffs and evocative lyrics, "Echoes of Venice" captures the essence of a lone explorer uncovering the mysteries of a lost civilization. Dive into a soundscape that blends dystopian imagery with the timeless beauty of Venice's canals and architecture.

Lyrics :

In the city of the tears, where the sorrow never ends
I'm singing a lacrimosa, for the lives that were not mends
The echoes of the pain, they're haunting every stone
In this city of the damned, where the past is all alone

The melody of grief, it's playing in my heart
In the lacrimosa for a city, I'm playing my own part

Lacrimosa for a city, in the land of the lost
Where the tears are never-ending, and the pain is all the cost
The rhythm of the woe, it's echoing in the night
In the lacrimosa for a city, where nothing is quite right

The bridges and the buildings, they're witnesses to the pain
In this city of the lost, where the tears fall like the rain
The lacrimosa for a city, it's never going to end
In the silence of the streets, where the broken hearts all blend

The harmony of grief, it's singing in my soul
In the lacrimosa for a city, I'm playing my last role

Lacrimosa for a city, in the land of the lost
Where the tears are never-ending, and the pain is all the cost
The rhythm of the woe, it's echoing in the night
In the lacrimosa for a city, where nothing is quite right

In the lacrimosa for a city, I'm finding my own tears
The sorrow and the pain, the grief of all these years
And as I sing these empty streets, I'm ready to let go
In the lacrimosa for a city, I'm putting on my show

Lacrimosa for a city, in the land of the lost
Where the tears are never-ending, and the pain is all the cost
The rhythm of the woe, it's echoing in the night
In the lacrimosa for a city, where nothing is quite right

Lacrimosa For A City

They shuffle in at nine, dragging their feet
Eyes glazed over, heads down in defeat
Coffee cups in hand, the same old routine
In the land of the living, but barely seen

They clock in and they clock out, like ghosts in a line
You try to get through, but there's no sign of life inside

Zombies in the workplace, they're everywhere you turn
Staring at their screens, with no fire to burn
In the corporate tomb, where dreams go to die
We're all just surviving as the hours crawl by

Meetings feel like graveyards, all stiff and cold
The same old stories, the same lies told
Their bodies are present, but their minds are away
In the cubicles of doom, where ambition decays

They clock in and they clock out, like ghosts in a line
You try to break through, but there's no sign of life inside

Zombies in the workplace, they're everywhere you turn
Staring at their screens, with no fire to burn
In the corporate tomb, where dreams go to die
We're all just surviving as the hours crawl by

Is there any hope, in this corporate tomb?
Can we rise above, escape the gloom?
Or are we all destined, to join the undead crew?

Zombies in the workplace, they're everywhere you turn
Staring at their screens, with no fire to burn
In the corporate tomb, where dreams go to die
We're all just surviving as the hours crawl by

They shuffle out at five, dragging their feet
Another day done, in this endless repeat
But maybe tomorrow, we'll wake up and see
A world free of zombies, where we can all be free

Zombies In The Workplace

When the rain falls down.
It can numb your brain.
When the rain won't stop.
You could go insane.
When the rain falls down.
You are forced to face.
That the rain goes on.
That the rain remains.

Out of the valley, we roam.
Into clear blue skies.
One more step toward home.
Where the blue birds fly.

When the rain comes down.
It washes away.
Through the endless rain.
You have no escape.
When the rain won't stop.
When the rain decays. 
Watch the raindrops fall.
Watch the raindrops fade.

Out of the valley, we roam.
Into golden skies.
Outwards towards your goal.
As the eagle flies.

Rain [Interlude]

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