Psi Com - City of 9 Gates lyrics

Entered city in from a sleigh Vander's little baby voice hits the horses Only he they obey Left him alone, so he thought In his nakedness with the choice of One in seven fires best to suit his needs There is a hood, it catches the wind It's up in the tower that lets in the light And bellows the fire The city's tight, but it loosens It's small but not for long The city's growing crooked The city bleeds! Bleeds! It's rosy veins to empty streets Bleeds! Bleeds! Nine gates seal in the city Nine gates seal in the city Mix the reaction and the boil and the brew A little less sweet, more bitter Oh, how bad tastes linger As the howl to the hound, as the moan to the man The voice in the peripheral says... Bleed! Bleed! The rosy veins, to empty streets Bleed! Bleed! The rosy veins, to empty streets Nine gates seal in the city Nine gates seal in the city What do you do, do you do When nothing amuses you Trade your fear for boredom Nothing like a trip to fix A mind that's sick of banging on the walls until they... Bleed! Bleed! Rosy veins to empty streets They Bleed! Bleed! Rosy veins to empty streets Nine gates seal in the city Nine gates seal in the city Oh!