Death March

Open space, a dosage please
The shock somehow, comforts me
A future date is all I see
A burdened soul lives in me

And it seems there's nothing we've learned
My soul yearns to know
We watch the others do
Nothing ever new
But I'm just as guilty too
I choose what I

A shadow clings and follows me
Cold thoughts take over me
They'll work you, until you bleed
End my hope, kill the seed

And it seems there's nothing we've learned
My soul yearns to know
We watch the others do
Nothing ever new
But I'm just as guilty too
I choose what I lose.