Condemned to waste away
Forgotten and torn
Fading as flesh decays
Humanity scorned
Hear the calls of the fallen
They suffer and scream
Left to die forgotten
We were better unborn
March
Through the thorns
From the day we are born
Empathy dies
Bring me to life
March
Through the thorns
Through the oncoming swarm
Buried alive
Far away from the days of purity
Waiting to die alone in regret and agony
March
Through the thorns
From the day we are born
Empathy dies
Bring me to life
March
Through the thorns
Through the oncoming swarm
Buried alive
We grow embittered and cold
Broken, alone
And dream of the day bars will break
We grow embittered and cold
Broken, alone
And dream of the day that we will escape
March
Through the thorns
From the day we are born
Empathy dies
Bring me to life
March
Through the thorns
Through the oncoming swarm
Buried alive