The Floating City Of Sun - Odes of Ecstasy

A city without a country

Traveling at the cold ocean

Carrying the spiritless

Creatures of its era

Expectations and hopes

Sheltered in a few bodies

What a heavy load

For the floating city of sun

The pure souls of

The brave volunteers

It’s only fuel

The loss of their dignity

Their precious reward

The Floating city of sun

A heaven to its passengers

The living hell of

Its few followers

When the journey came to its end

No one was there to say the farewell

Just the brave volunteers

Who accompained it in the abyss