Letras
Streets of Copper Glass by Void Mourning
Rain on steel
Wheels cut the night
Bridge breath chills
Sparks catch light
Harbor wind
Letters stained
Tires scream
Telling names
Iron dust chokes
Boots mark time
Red rust gleams
Sparkles like wine
Glass runs red
Rivers bend
Your pulse beats
Storms descend
Hands hold tight
Thunder breaks
Eyes find flame
Street awakes
Neon frost
Stone holds sound
Cold wires hum
Pulse underground
Smoke on wind
Coal drums thrash
Heat cuts deep
Streets hot flash
Metal throws sparks
Boots ring steel
Storm walks close
Spin the wheel
Glass runs red
Rivers bend
Your pulse beats
Storms descend
Hands hold tight
Thunder breaks
Eyes find flame
Street awakes
Ice keeps time
Waves once spoke
Wind on steel
Smoke on oak
Iron breath
Stone-heart beat
Spark meets night
Folk meet street
Glass runs red
Rivers bend
Your pulse beats
Storms descend
Hands hold tight
Thunder breaks
Eyes find flame
Street awakes
Again again again
Streets awake