In a wilderness of foggy thoughts
Battling with your minds retorts
And walking on empty plains
Where deserts so calm
Even drowning rainsSoldier on
To this marching song
Head held high
With eyes fixed strongDrum beat died
Cymbal crash down
The mud it is thick
With desires to drown
Your feet in earthYour boots are sinking
Sink with the memories
Of long lost thinkingAnd armies of many
Are fighting their fight
Lost in the blackness
They're losing their sightsYour veins are my trenches
My gun is my own
The whispers fall heavy
With delicate moansArms and legs
Teeth and nail
Our fragile companions
Are destined to failFor this battalion
Has been run through
Therefore captains and comrades
I bid you all adieu
Songwriters
MARK VAN HOEN / THOMAS FISHER / DANIEL COPEMAN / RACHEL DAVIESPublished by
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