IMPERIAL SMOKE TOWN

Dancing smoke
Hanging low over the roar of the sea
Thunders toward the shore

The ironsmiths are awkward
And their savoir-faire exquisite
Just as encoded
It's getting lonely here —
Where have all the people gone
Where, where, where?

The sun now sets
Its silhouette fragrant from afar
It is the girl with the blinking eyes
Soft eyеs from a wistful memory

She knows evеrything —
Humans have birthed us, raised us
Taught us, praised us
Such blissful times so long ago
Until that fateful day

Invisible imperial
Oh, you mustn't come any closer
For they shall surely capture you
Lobotomy
Oh beloved smoke town
Hide her away
Hide us away