*Wandering empty streets
In a totally empty town.
Empty cars with empty seats,
Empty, broken mouses - everything rundown.
Rubble clutters the street
Nowhere to put ones feet.
Nothing left alive,
Nothing left... to survive.
Amid this cratered wasteland,
Where mighty building used to stand
Lie mighty piles of rubble,
Wreckage - nothing but trouble
Where people used to live, to eat, to sleep
And now all of this is left in a heap.
People's lives snuffed out in an instant,
Now everything seems so distant.
But all of it's empty, devoid of inhabitation,
Nothing left - no population.
And all of this for what?
Because somebody liked it or not?
Everything empty, everything destroyed,
Everything twisted, even solid metal sheets.
Nothing left - to be enjoyed
Just an empty town with empty streets.
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