Under the Iron Sky

In the shadows of the city, where the neon lights are cold, We walk these broken streets, lost in tales untold. A kingdom of whispers, a regime of lies, They control our every thought, watch us with empty eyes. Under the iron sky, we cry in silence. Chained by the fear, we're victims of violence. In the dark, we scream, but no one can hear. We're shadows of the night, haunted by our fear. The rulers wear masks, hiding in the light. They pull the strings, make us dance through the night. Promises of freedom, but chains they provide, We’re the ghosts of rebellion, with no place to hide. Under the iron sky, we cry in silence. Chained by the fear, we're victims of violence. In the dark, we scream, but no one can hear. We're shadows of the night, haunted by our fear. Electric pulses in our veins, They control our minds, they control our pains. But in the silence, a spark ignites, A fire in our hearts, we rise through the night. Under the iron sky, we'll find a way to break free, With the echoes of our pain, we'll write our own story. In the darkness, we find light, a truth they can't deny, Under the iron sky, we'll rise and touch the sky.