Desert City,
not meant for human dwelling;
Concrete desert
mecca of greed & desperation
Neon desert
False light, false hope,
on past morning.
O desert city,
I pray for your masses
your dead & dying
O concrete desert
You foreign nation
You Temple of Mammon
I pray for your lost tribes
I pray for your lost souls
O false light, o barren hope
O desert city
Where every virtue may be bought
And all that glitters may be sold
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