Mystery Slang - Babel Towers текст песни

They were calling him
The cool tone blowing off the damp night air
it was almost a song
ego is excellence
a winning smile
this is Babel Towers
The running halls laid open in Manganese blue light
His arm was stiffening
the whisperings from the whirlpool
"shh...he's close...I can smell him
yeah he's real close just over there"
He was on the sixty second floor
and only two ways down
You jump or take the elevator
they could stop him on any level
if they knew the building well
He had to jump
it's the only save way
the ads would say
down
The first ten seconds
was like everyone crying
faster
This was sector 12
Babel Towers
...Hey kid come over here
pssst come over here