#31 People Of This Town
The people say that it is over now
The people in my town
The people pray that it is over now
And them people walk around
They dig their graves, just in case
They walk with fear, engraved in their face
They walk the way, paved by disgrace
They live alone, betrayed and in craze
The people hope that it's all over now
The people in this town
The people all go home lonely now
And them people walk around
They wail when isolated in their homes
They cannot save themselves, they cannot atone!
All that's left in his coffin is bones, now
Still the people of this town go, down
In misery