East of the River

Moaning people at the coffin
The tuxedo suits us well
A little dying on the inside
An eternity in hell
Angry faces in the courtroom
The defendant speaking well
Condemnation forcing justice
But the judge will never tell

Feel my sane world tremble
Collapsing in decay
Recklessness in sorrow
Fate and hate assemble
My conduct fades away
Nothing is left tomorrow

Sounds of a children's choir
Brings up dismal insights
Gloomy clouds and dark umbrellas
Scattered screams - no sparks of light
Wishful thoughts and despair prayers
Which known are all in vein
Empty hearts and drowned desires
A circulation dipped in pain

Feel my sane world tremble
Collapsing in decay
Recklessness in sorrow
Fate and hate assemble
My conduct fades away
Nothing is left tomorrow



Credits
Writer(s): Schere Stein Papier
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