Testo di Chicago Cave

As far as, My eyes can see. It´s a long way, it´s a refugee. He´s hiding around the corner, now he is walking around the street. I feel the razor sliding around my neck. I pray to god, don´t put me in the plastic bag. There is fighting, killing in dark alley´s, bullets flying around your ears. They try to kill. They want your soul. Chicago cave. In these days of madness. I am in a stade of shame. The gutters filled with blood, and I am to blame. Chicago cave, it is too hot.