Vacuous skylines immersed in pallor
Portrayed by hands so strange and raw
I walk these streets in silent choler
A truth nonexistent anymore
Monochrome severe cold and rigor
Engulfs the lifeless entities
Existence is a coded process
Stultifying the mind of man
Urban melancholia, grey on grey
I'll be stuck in this city forevermore...
In the glazing streets of Monotown...