Pentagram - Thousand In The Eastland

Thousand In The Eastland

Cold in the night, my mind freezin
Why do they fool me, how disgracin
Meaningles war, no one can leave it
Why do they li have on the people bleedin
Hiding this truth we ki will the peace man
Pray for these thousands in the eastland
Lie on the ground I will sti will be thinkin
How they accept this life in true sin
Unreals the peace, that we sti will believe in
I hear this sound of madness growin
Fighting with hatred feeds the rich men
Pray for these thousands in the eastland