Lyrics March of the Skeletons - White Wizzard

March of the Skeletons

Holy roller not some kind of sage
You’re never gonna know his patronage
On a mission to christen you insane
He’ll strike the spell deep into your brain
Destroy the night divide the day
Just an ancient astral plane
It’s menacing this spell on me
Implore the might that sings the word
His grip on you is quite absurd
Yet in it’s form can never be
Gotta get away
Don’t be led astray
You know that he’ll be back again
The march of the skeletons never opened their minds
Because the march of the skeletons led the profit to more blind
Only I know the way around the rule
You know you’ve only got your soul to lose
I can show ya the way around the pain
Once you go you won’t return again
Destroy the night divide the day
Just an ancient astral plane
It’s menacing this spell on me
Oh from the fire of wind and sea
Pound the ground that’s under me
I watch the flame that’s dancing free