The city of statues which were once alive.

Lying, lying in the dust,
their souls have caught rust,
they look at the world alive with disgust,
their lives were destroyed but Mount Vesuvius.

Life was the same day by day,
until, until, until a fierce volcano came their way.

The city of Pompeii,
once full of life,
today dead, dead they lie.

That fierce volcano,
they didn't know.
Today an archaeological piece,
they're lifeless statues,
they're life goes by with ease,

They wish the could save themselves,
they wish the gods would help.
Mount Vesuvius you had no right,
this city's got no life,
silently, so silently they survive heat, cold,
their hearts are cold as ice.
Pompeii, the city of the dead.

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