Marching in line one behind the other,
Heel toe heel toe.
Sunlight behind our heads we've never seen it,
Face to face.
Marching through shadows concealing the woes of the wonder,
we aren't allowed to wonder only know.
Know the knowledge of the future world which awaited to come to dooms end.
Marching, marching, marching, until one day the light will seep through and bless us with sympathy and joy.
