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