New Old City

I am my mother's son Come with me, oh daughter Make way, everyone There is a change in power Coming down Rising up from the cold, hard ground Go, go, too late to turn back now The moon is at our back Pack up your things Before they hear us Before the first shot rings It's coming down Rising up from the cold, hard ground Go, go, too late to turn back now You're not the only one Caught up in the fray Burnt up in the atmosphere Lost in a new old city Below the earth it rumbles Beneath the ground Deep in the tunnels under us Follow the sound You're not the only one Caught up in the fray Burnt up in the atmosphere Lost in a new old city --- New Old City - Murder by Death