Theatre Of Hate - Eastword Тексты

I am the seed planted by the river
I am the straw who broke the camel's back

Eastworld, eastworld, no world

I am the pole who will sing and be heard
I am the soldier who cleared the wall

Eastworld, eastworld, no world

I am the whisper of the wind that will destroy
Eastworld, eastworld, no world
Who will be rid of troublesome comrades...