The city lights, shine out in the pain
The fleeting shadows, shelter from the rain
And all this time, the warrior waits for death
The battle for survival, the prize to fight again
The crawling black, apartment blocks of fear
Blot out the evening, as if to hide a tear
Monsters of the asphalt escape into the dark
The warrior of instinct feels hunger drawing near
The fight exists for just a moment in time
The warrior dies, under a neon sign
And insects of the city, ignore the rivers of life
Worlds within worlds, horror of their own design