DESCRIPTION:
The city's Streets are boiling
A new Power rising
Like a tidal wave from within
These are times of anger
Patience is spreading thin
With blood
We draw
A hate
Drowned world

Its beauty
Lies in
The eye
Of the bullet holder

The foundation
Will come crashing down
No escape from the tornados wrath

An urban storm is rising
Evolution of the phoenix
Will set the world on fire

When the world falls down
When it'll be raining pain
When the troops are aligned
I'll ask you again

What's the price to the price?
What's a clan to a clan?
When it's down to us
Will man burn man?
Man burn man

You
Can spit
And curse
In the public eye
But this territory is marked
And this hate runs deep inside

So what's a man down to fists
To a man down on his knees?
Would you have the courage to walk away?

Stripped from justice
It's down to honor
And you’re a dead man if you spit on this
When the world falls down
When it'll be raining pain
When the troops are aligned
I'll ask you again

What's the price to the price?
What's a clan to a clan?
When it's down to us
Will man burn man?

Here we are on the lowest common ground
And nowhere to hide
Will Man burn man?