For the Dispirited and the Desperate
We march to the drum,
of the silent and the numb
our unending march,
to those empty beats
Though we are voiceless and cold,
And Tempered through time
Though we believe in nothing,
but our own pledge
we shall be the eternal,
soldiers of our forgotten
we've given our hearts,
and sold our souls
unable to leave behind violence,
we dream the lost dream
wandering through this world,
we gain more of our militia
to fight the undeserving remembered
we express no question
cause no more angst
no more senseless pain
remembrance we shall not seek
understanding we wish not
Only to march for our own
to trust the lost kin
for the dispirited and the desperate
we march to the drum
of the silent and the numb
the undead army continues
its campaign for the forgotten
to end all this endless suffering
for a false cause |