March of the Shadows

Iron boots crush the soil Heavy and grim Smoke rises high The horizon grows dim Marching forward No retreat No choice The steel commands Obey its voice Echoes of war Shadows entwine Blood and ash in the fading line March of the shadows The night grows cold Hearts turn to iron No soul to hold Through the dark Where the lost are sold March of the shadows Fierce and bold Seduction in whispers Velvet and black A lover's embrace No turning back The pale moon watches A silent spy Lust and death in the raven's cry Beneath the stars Secrets decay The march goes on Night swallows day March of the shadows The night grows cold Hearts turn to iron No soul to hold Through the dark Where the lost are sold March of the shadows Fierce and bold