Torman Maxt - City Of Man

Oh yes, he worked all through the years
His vision is so clear
Achievement far beyond his peers
His destiny is near

He sees the city
It's so inviting
All mankind is shining through
Making it on their own
They all worked so hard
Attaining fortune
With status...and he did, too
Making it on their own

He gets inside
He sees the streets of lies
are paved with strife
Not gold as advertised

Ego sprawling
Greed appalling
Love of self abounds
Vice is calling
Truth is falling
Nothing noble found