A Pale Procession ii: Death March
This world is in a tragic state
Everywhere I look all I see is murder
Everywhere I look all I see are mass graves
All the people pushing to the front of the line of the death march
Walk side by side into oblivion (Death March)
Take my hand and walk with me into extinction (death march)
There is a darkness in man, blacker than a pit pole to pole
A demon with an endless hunger and it calls the heart of man its home
There is a darkness in man, blacker than a pit pole to pole
A demon with an endless hunger and it calls the heart of man its home
And the people are pushing, ever pushing, to get to the front of the line
Did they see it coming?
Did they feel the stares and the hands at their backs when it was their time?
And the people are pushing, ever pushing, to get to the front of the line
Did they see it coming?
Did they feel the stares and the hands at their backs when it was their time?
Death march!
Death march!
Death march!
Death march!
Was it the pains of life or the way that we are designed
That leads us with our own hands to drive home the knife?
There is a darkness in man, darker than a pit pole to pole
A demon with an endless hunger and it calls the heart of man its home
Watch as the darkness devours and is never sated until it feeds upon itself
The darkness will devour
Everywhere I look all I see is murder
Everywhere I look all I see are mass graves
All the people pushing to the front of the line of the death march
Walk side by side into oblivion (Death March)
Take my hand and walk with me into extinction (death march)
There is a darkness in man, blacker than a pit pole to pole
A demon with an endless hunger and it calls the heart of man its home
There is a darkness in man, blacker than a pit pole to pole
A demon with an endless hunger and it calls the heart of man its home
And the people are pushing, ever pushing, to get to the front of the line
Did they see it coming?
Did they feel the stares and the hands at their backs when it was their time?
And the people are pushing, ever pushing, to get to the front of the line
Did they see it coming?
Did they feel the stares and the hands at their backs when it was their time?
Death march!
Death march!
Death march!
Death march!
Was it the pains of life or the way that we are designed
That leads us with our own hands to drive home the knife?
There is a darkness in man, darker than a pit pole to pole
A demon with an endless hunger and it calls the heart of man its home
Watch as the darkness devours and is never sated until it feeds upon itself
The darkness will devour
Credits
Writer(s): Eddie Pickard, Aaron Kitcher, Alex Teyen
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