Вершы: Entombed. City Of Ghosts.

Born and predicted
To always be wrong
The same old bullshit
The same old song

Familliar patterns
Familliar hosts
The city's crowded with the sideshow ghosts

The city of refugees
They're all in fatigue
You're all bullshit of the same old league

Familliar patterns
Familliar hosts
The city's crowded with the sideshow ghosts

City of ghosts