Starving to death
Yet you keep walking on
Marching to the end of all existence
Nothing ever will reach you again
Fell victim to the innocent
Scar of a woman
Destroyed your very soul
March of the damned
Try to get out
You’ll never escape
Locked behind these walls
Inside this prison gate
Not a chance in Hell of getting out with your life
Whats the point of marching
When you know you’re gonna die
March of the damned
Pain is not a new word to me
Born into violence
Bred into insanity
World infested with maggots
Disease so thick, I can barely see
I am not like them
The breed
I can’t escape from my mold
Father, take me back . . .
You’re running in circles now
Will it ever end
Keep running in circles boy
Marching to your end
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Distilled death metal with catchy riffs and well written songs. It's not reinventing the wheel or anything but it's osdm, if that's what you want look elsewhere. grahamy