The March

I've seen the end ahead

But I still keep marching on

Nowhere to go but off the edge

All sense we had is gone

We do just what we are told

No matter what's been done

No consequence, no aftermath

No tell of what's to come

We march along

Don't care who's wrong

We still stand strong

And keep marching on

Although we're one

Under the gun

While you're at home

We march alone

All our leaders walk away

When there's nowhere left to run

And they leave us standing there

To hold a smoking gun

I don't wanna fight this war

No more, I don't know

What I'm really fighting for

What's it all for?

Lies you feed us

To mislead us

All just to bleed us

Now we're dying

From your lying

Why are you smiling?

With skill you kill

All our free will

We'll follow strong

And keep marching on