Lyrics Darkest Hour – Marching To The Killing Rhythm
Text:
A grand deception
Disguised as gods redemption
Forced delusions of grandeur
Calling out for
A willing sacrifice
Of a nameless enemy
Necessary losses
Fulfill the bloodlust fantasy
See through this façade
Of retribution
This machine
Is marching to the killing rhythm
Spilling blood in veign
probably means «vain»
Subdues the vengeful masses
So put your blinders on
Replace your conscious with a flag
So you can forget
Money runs thicker than blood
Of a nameless enemy
Necessary losses
Fulfill the bloodlust fantasy
See through this façade
Of retribution
This machine
Is marching to the killing rhythm
Spilling blood in veign
probably means «vain»
Subdues the vengeful masses
So put your blinders on
Replace your conscious with a flag
So you can forget
Money runs thicker than blood
