Cyberpunk

industrial rain and worn out smiles -
i'm walking with you in the smog
we left our home, dropped our knives
and gently escaped in this patch of fog
we've found our port of refuge and calm
tank ship became rusty - have it your way
healing the grievous bodily harm
let's get tight in this cafe...

lips are unmapped and forever closed
'cause our dreams contained crime
never fear... they are lost
we knew, how to kill time
game directive is read only, and -
is intended for pay-days
when we buy a new story -
for the special case...

industrial rain and worn out smiles -
i'm walking with you in the smog
we left our home, dropped our knives
and gently escaped in this patch of fog...

Case (c)