Urban Waste - Cataract

No space left to express our own creativity

Just urban waste to suffocate in

Feeling the need to disburden our cultural activity

Take all back piece by piece

Piece by piece

All space filled with modern and empty conformity

Just urban waste to suffocate in

Feeling the need to free ourselves from this captivity

Take all back piece by piece

Piece by piece

Squeezing us to the last drop of blood

Into the abyss there’s no stop

The shadows of your tomorrow have poisoned what lies ahead

Have poisoned our prospect to doom them for urban sake

No place for neglected creatures — just brick by brick

Dredge the cavity of dirty figures — just block by block

Block by block — no compromise

Block by block — no end in sight