Dead

As we march on
Leaving trails of hope behind
With our hands strech up to the sky
I can hear you're lying to me
I can see your fingers crossed
As the cold crush my bones
DEAD!
In our time of weakness
We suffer for what matters
With our eyes blinded by the blade
I can hear you're lying to me
I can see your fingers crossed
As the cold crush my bones
Refuse to fall in line
Refuse to be the victim
I know there's more for me
Than the pain you put me through
DEAD!
Grief of self and all
Inside infected walls
Shades of grey the perfect black
I can hear you're lying to me
I can see your fingers crossed
As the cold crush my bones
I can hear you're lying to me
I can see your fingers crossed
As the cold crush my bones
DEAD!