Luck is an alluring drug;
It distracts you from reality
Into a trance of idleness
Nestled in the bosoms of hope.
He came to the city of dreams
Wedded to the burden of fate;
Drawn by desire for a better life
Stranger to its capricious adversity.
For the city that never sleeps
Is ruthless and unforgiving;
For every dream that becomes reality
Hundreds are shattered into oblivion.
