Our Invincible Defeat

The inner and the outer, Are dissolving fast in space. The ominous clouds of thunder, Are covering your face. The meek the mild and innocent, Are trampled under feet, As we go one marching blindly, To our invincible defeat. No more calling softly, No more calling you, We've lost our hope and loving, What once we thought was true. And now the choice is coming, Riding on a wave, To be a free man dying, Or be a mad man's slave. And now the drums are drumming, Drumming down the line, Will you be marching forwards? Will you be deaf and blind? Will the light of sacred meaning? Shine from bottom of your heart? As the soldiers go on marching, Tearing our humanity apart. more at http://labyrinthoflies.com