Sun rises in the East,
Knees touch the ground, sometimes to pray, sometimes to beg for life,
It's a cold, cruel world,
While princes and presidents decide their fate, the people struggle in the streets, all waiting to hear the voice of God.
Will it ever change?
Will it stay the same?
I don't know,
Tell me who's in charge,
Tell me who's to blame,
A cry from the East.
It's here in the race,
It's Isaac and Ishmael at the well,
Touched by hell, warriors for eternity,
Brothers, yes,
Brothers, no,
God's creation, don't they know?
"A time for love, a time for peace," is the cry from the East.
The privileged rule the masses,
The master of the slave,
Who says that one man's better?
That's truly just manmade, not what my God says,
Moses, he told Pharaoh, "Let my people go; we only serve one master, someone you need to know."
Do we ever change, or just remain the same?
Only time will tell, oh,
Tell me who's in charge,
Is anyone to blame?
A cry from the East.
It's here in the race,
It's Isaac and Ishmael at the well,
Touched by hell, warriors for eternity,
Brothers, yes,
Brothers, no,
God's creation, don't they know?
"From the greatest to the least," is the cry from the East.
It's a cry form the East,
Hey, hey, hey, hey,
Ha, ha,
Hey, hey, hey, hey.
Sun sets in the West,
Hands raise to the sky, sometimes to pray, sometimes to surrender,
It's a cold, cruel world,
Life goes on,
The inner man cries, "Who will bridge the gap between us, and give us peace?"
Will it ever change?
Will it stay the same?
Only time will tell,
Tell me who's in charge,
Tell me who's to blame,
A cry from the East.
It's here in the race,
It's Isaac and Ishmael at the well,
Touched by hell, warriors for eternity,
Brothers, yes,
Brothers, no,
God's creation, don't they know?
"A time for love, a time for peace," is the cry from the East.
