March - Marching on
March - Marching home
To lands unknown
Glittering fields of Stone
Water sleeps
Bids our return
Silver Spike
Brings us strife
Journey on to Khatovar where destiny will sound its call
Fight and live or fight for death, one and all
In this land where shadows linger, dread-lords will hunt and hound
Feel the heavy hand of doom from all around
Blackened souls forged by strife
United by the words abound
Brothers lost and brothers found
March a warpath through the night
Howl your pain to the skies above
Feel the anguish snuff out the dying sun
Rest now forever in eternal slumber
Drink deep the sorrow and march on
We're marching home
Walk the tallest mountains
Plunge the darkest depths
Fight the running battles
Hold the failing walls
Walked the path to the guardian stone crushed the shards of glassen rock under my toes
Weathered boots on blooded feet plodding to a final repose, where at last I am free, leave behind blood and bone.
Now eternity is in my mind
Blowing winds caress my face and its howling lets me sing
As a specter a breeze through great vast fields
Over mountains, to the shores of unyielding seas
Howl your pain to the skies above
Feel the anguish snuff out the dying sun
Rest now forever in eternal slumber
Drink deep the sorrow and march on
Marching on
We're Marching home

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