The March Of The Innocents
Suffering its consequences
I see I was so naive
To believe In his 'harmless' intentions
And I stood
In line
And I fought your fight
But I realized
You and I were never allies
Dragged, Carried
In the arms of revenge
Worthless justice
False Remorse!
And I held in my arms
Their bodies as they died
By your command
Their blood is on your hands
No one here cares about it
Nobody is listening
They rather see somebody else's
Blood on the ground
Now tell the crowd
(What you're running from)
Now tell the crowd
(Just tell them! Tell them!)
Now tell the crowd
(What you're running from)
Now tell the crowd
You lied to us!
And I stood
In line
And I fought your fight
But I realized
You and I were never allies
Dragged, Carried
In the arms of revenge
Cause and effect
You act, you pretend
Live with the consequences
Upon your head
Cause and effect
You act, you pretend
Live with the consequences
Upon your head
Worthless justice!
False Remorse!
And I held in my arms
Their bodies as they died
By your command
Their blood is on your hands
All the lies turn into ashes
The Scale remains uneven
No! forgiveness
No! justice
No! forgiveness
I see I was so naive
To believe In his 'harmless' intentions
And I stood
In line
And I fought your fight
But I realized
You and I were never allies
Dragged, Carried
In the arms of revenge
Worthless justice
False Remorse!
And I held in my arms
Their bodies as they died
By your command
Their blood is on your hands
No one here cares about it
Nobody is listening
They rather see somebody else's
Blood on the ground
Now tell the crowd
(What you're running from)
Now tell the crowd
(Just tell them! Tell them!)
Now tell the crowd
(What you're running from)
Now tell the crowd
You lied to us!
And I stood
In line
And I fought your fight
But I realized
You and I were never allies
Dragged, Carried
In the arms of revenge
Cause and effect
You act, you pretend
Live with the consequences
Upon your head
Cause and effect
You act, you pretend
Live with the consequences
Upon your head
Worthless justice!
False Remorse!
And I held in my arms
Their bodies as they died
By your command
Their blood is on your hands
All the lies turn into ashes
The Scale remains uneven
No! forgiveness
No! justice
No! forgiveness
Credits
Writer(s): Spit Grave
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