Mezarkabul

1000 In The Eastland
Cold in the night my mind is freezing Why do they fool me how disgracing Meaningless war, no one can leave it Why do they live on people bleeding Hiding this truth, we kill the peace, man Pray for these thousands in the eastland Lie on the ground, I'll still be thinking How they accept this life in true sin Unreal is the peace, that we still believe in A? hear this sound of madness growing Fighting with hatred feeds the rich men Pray for these thousands in the eastland From Letras Mania