The march
The tender touch of fear
Paralysis hits you with fury
The tears want to drop and scorch
The naked ground below
But the tender touch of fear
The doubt within the thought
Will suffocate you
Will bury you alive

The lonely souls that roam the earth
A glimpse of tear in their eyes
Tender souls filled with sorrow
Will know no mercy

Silently behind the shadows
Inhuman they might seem
So fragile so unique
It's the curse they carry
The smallest touch
The tiny gasp
Will tear them apart

The lonely souls that roam the earth
A glimpse of tear in their eyes
Tender souls filled with sorrow
Will know no mercy

They will arise
Endure the pain
Invincible as they think they are
They will roam the earth once more
In their silent march

The lonely souls that roam the earth
A glimpse of tear in their eyes
Tender souls filled with sorrow
Will know no mercy