March In The Dark

And we strut, and we stomp
Marching in the Dark
Forge ahead in the black
Pale like skeletons
A procession in noir
We follow a rusted hearse
In the casket she’s lying
Whiter than the Moon

Someone’s crying, others kneel
But we’re still young
Heads down, we won’t hail the crown
'Cause we’re still young!

And the light from the stars
Is bouncing off these walls
Made of skulls, made of bones
A million marble stones

Raise your eyes, look ahead
Can you see the spark?
Far away, past this graveyard
It’s called Freedom Arc

And she lays, beautiful
Awaits beneath that arc
Born again, beautiful
In the heart of the young

And we march in the dark

And we strut, and we stomp
Marching in the Dark
Forge ahead in the black
Pale like skeletons
A procession in noir
We follow a rusted hearse
In the casket she’s lying
Whiter than the Moon

Someone’s crying, others kneel
But we’re still young
Heads down, we won’t hail the crown
'Cause we’re still young!

Young
We’re still young
We’re still young