Shizi Kua Xia

"Under the Lion Crotch" Here comes the end Our land is brutally torn apart by conglomerates Redevelopment swept across the city Their thriving business had left us homeless

Rotten city, rotten crowd Luxury clothing won't conceal the stench Top yourself and throw a curse Fill the streets with our merry hearses

Is the world going to end as we've been longing for? Destroy us all together with the chaos Set us free like the ashes in the wind