My City

This is my city
The city of death
In the background a guitar sound
Let us go for a bluz

This is my city
The city of death
Drowning in a glass of red wine

Crafted from my manipulation
My thirst for power
Inked with my blood
No ego control

Blood spilling from pearls
From orchards of buried memories
Harsh memories
From betrayers

My city
The city of death

Beware stranger
It will get under your skin
Making us, yours

The city of death
Drowning in an ocean
An ocean of red pearls

A city of lies
My sweet lies
Giving you hope
Taking your soul

My city

Priscilla Black Pearl