8500 Years

歌詞

Phillips For 8500 years it's churning The wheels of gore have not stopped turning Are we gonna have another century of war? The force on both sides doesn't balance The fear of each it keeps away alliance To terrible sounds of suffering at the door Flagrant conflicts of conceptions The art is gone of kind exception Have we gone insane Do we really want to cry for more? If a man wants to live in country splendor In God's creation green and tender Who are you to tell him you think that that's a bore? Any man can do whatever he wishes Life is sacrosanct is the only ism We're telling you to stop before you get to war Any man can do whatever he wishes Life is sacrosanct is the only ism We're telling you to stop before you get to war Any man can do whatever he wishes Life is sacrosanct is the only ism We're telling you to stop before you get to war