The March

Ive seen the end ahead
But I still keep marching on
Nowhere to go but off the edge
All sense we had is gone
We do just what we are told
No matter whats been done
No consequence, no aftermath
No tell of whats to come
We march along
Dont care whos wrong
We still stand strong
And keep marching on
Although were one
Under the gun
While youre at home
We march alone
All our leaders walk away
When theres nowhere left to run
And they leave us standing there
To hold a smoking gun
I dont wanna fight this war
No more, I dont know
What Im really fighting for
Whats it all for?
Lies you feed us
To mislead us
All just to bleed us
Now were dying
From your lying
Why are you smiling?
With skill you kill
All our free will
Well follow strong
And keep marching on