Grimoon marghera

You're right, you can't breathe
You only have in front of you
a dirty worm
Marghera, it's poisoning us at the gates
How can you be happy
With the city hanging on neck
I see the darkness,
I see the black, I breathe smoke
The evil, the pain
that makes me stay
You're right,
this world ,
nobody loves it anymore
You're right,
nobody loves this world anymore