Vale of tears
Vale of tears in the city
There is not variety is spice of life
With alot take a dim view of the city
For this city is now potemkin village
Vale of tears in the city
Alot of war of nerve in the city
Within the whisker of of the city
Poor rich experence all this
Vale of tears in the city
Alot of cold blood being waste around
Alot of people with mind of lost
Even insane human dont live happily
Vale of tears in the city
I could view with a worn eye view
Alot of king of kaiser in the city,
Rulling with mind of lost onces again
Till the kingdom come in the new city
In the lap of gods no one to control
Am sorry to take the library
Vale of tears in thr city
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