Urban Giants

We all wander alone through these fields of grey concrete giants.
Rain pours down from the sky to drown our lives.
Cars roll by and I look aside.
Piece by piece I slowly lose
What I wanted to be mine forever.
Reflecting myself
I recognize the contradiction
Between my dreams and this reality.
These dogmas will be the death of all worth living.
I can`t stand the way this world progresses.
The only way to live is to die today.
The only way to freedom is to erase all hope.