Lyrics Dead in Copenhagen - Asylum Pyre

Dead in Copenhagen

On the first day morning
The winter sun is rising on this cold city
Where our future will be judged
Decision makers from each country
And much too grudge
Drawing the future in your golden planes
Please remember we are living in the same plains
Standing still
Watching you, waiting for a new deal
We just ask you to share the bill
For us the damages are already real
You had the power
To turn the tide
What have you done with your cash and your damn pride?
What a cold showr!
The hope of us all
Is fading away like a last station call
What hav you done?
Each of your wrong, but mighty, decision
Guided by financial considerations
Is one punch more in my face
Is one bomb more in my place
In my life