Fireball

Crowded streets and shopping malls

Sleeping bag and chairs made out of walls

In an endless stream of a trickle down

This is poverty

A light to help her sleep at night

A burned out building, a castle will divide

But that's how it goes

And you'll never know

What it's like outside

The bells are ringing now

The voice is getting louder but it's deafening the truth

The sun is coming out

But only on one side of this one sided town

And only for a few

Sickening they try to speak

No words of wisdom for the worthless and the weak

And he calls her name

In the cold night air

How can you dream

There is no sleep

The bells are ringing now

The voice is getting louder but it's deafening the truth

The sun is coming out

But only on one side of this one sided town

And only for a few