Pentagram - 1000 In The Eastland

1000 In The Eastland

Cold in the night my mind is freezin'
Why do they fool me how disgracin'
Meaningless war, no one can leave it
Why do they live on people bleedin'

Hiding this truth, we kill the peace, man
Pray for these thousands in the Eastland

Lie on the ground, ı'll still be thinkin'
How they accept this life in true sin
Unreal is the peace, that we still believe in
İ hear this sound of madness growin'

Fighting with hatred feeds the rich men
Pray for these thousands in the Eastland