Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The March, artist - The Dear Hunter. Album song Act V: Hymns with the Devil in Confessional, in the genre Инди
Date of issue: 15.09.2016
Record label: Rude
Song language: English
The March |
If one and all who hear my call |
Could lend their ears to me |
Then you could hear the crooked tale |
Of how this fire has come to be |
I must admit that the manipulator’s fate was resting at my feet |
But all of his intimidation brought me to my knees when he said |
«Keep this secret safe, or watch your flock devoured by the flame |
Left in my wake; |
I’ll burn through you.» |
There is a vision you have come to know and love |
(the deft defender with a heart of gold) |
An imitation of a man he left to die |
Face down in the mud |
(such venom coursing through his veins) |
And now the mimic is a cynic who laughs |
While the house of God is reduced to ash |
Well, I won’t let corruption carry on |
Come out from the dark and claim your life |
Before you all but fall apart |
We can keep this wolf far from our flock |
So raise your voices, torches, rocks |
And follow me into the night |
We’ll bring this evil to the light |
You tried to take control |
But you couldn’t with a stolen soul |
So we’re coming after you tonight |
Coming after you tonight |
No word he could uphold |
Cause the only truth he ever told |
Was that there’s far too many ways to die |
Far too many ways to die |
Lost in his memories; |
the end in sight |
Come out from the dark and claim your life |
Before you all but fall apart |
We can keep this wolf far from our flock |
So raise your voices, torches, rocks |
And follow me into the night |
We’ll bring this evil to the light |