The Blind March
the clock ticks in black and white
with no doubt we walk the night
lead by a captain his position so feigned
a lord or a lady will be our bane
we don’t ask why we go to war
with all the blood they still want more
they want the demon dead or alive
but they don’t know the demon’s inside
scared and crying our victims eyes
a grin with teeth they tell their lies
turn and face this empty plight
we’ll walk into the empty night
(2012)
