Dead men walk this way with heads held high

Mind numbingly dreadful parasite

Well if I were them, I would do the same

Our given roles

Who are we to blame?



This our march by step until we die

Some hope to walk the white while others sigh

From father to son, know god walks with thee

Kill the enemy



Your heart is beating

The blood is boiling

I can hear your breathing and your eyes bloodshot

You're looking sickly

Staring grey faced

At killing skies and iron drops



I push but then you pull away

I thought that you'd might want to stay

So happy I dreamt both of us

I could die but we've much to discuss



Dead men walk this way with heads held high

Mind numbingly dreadful parasite

Well if I were them, I would do the same

Our given roles

Who are we to blame?



Your heart is beating

The blood is boiling

I can hear your breathing and your eyes bloodshot

You're looking sickly

Staring grey faced

At killing skies and iron drops



I push but then you pull away

I thought that you'd might want to stay

So happy I dreamt both of us

I could die but we've much to discuss