Hypnogaja - #02 The March (from the new album Truth Decay) video free download

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The March

I've seen the end ahead

But I still keep marching on

Nowhere to go but off the edge

All sense we had is gone

We do just what we are told

No matter what's been done

No consequence, no aftermath

No tell of what's to come

We march along

Don't care who's wrong

We still stand strong

And keep marching on

Although we're one

Under the gun

While you're at home

We march alone

All our leaders walk away

When there's nowhere left to run

And they leave us standing there

To hold a smoking gun

I don't wanna fight this war

No more, I don't know

What I'm really fighting for

What's it all for?

Lies you feed us

To mislead us

All just to bleed us

Now we're dying

From your lying

Why are you smiling?

With skill you kill

All our free will

We'll follow strong

And keep marching on

Written by Jason "ShyBoy" Arnold, Mark Nubar Donikian, Jean-Yves "Jeeve" Ducornet/John Scott Mulchaey. © 2009 Idiot Speaks/Looking For Mr. Nubar/Wicked Night Music/Where's My Cut Publishing (ASCAP) Adm. worldwide by PEN Music Group, Inc. From the forthcoming album, TRUTH DECAY.

5:49 AM

Daybreak. Just got in from an all night march across some rough terrain; Lugging over 100 pounds on my back. Sweating all the way through my armor, if thats even possible. Looking forward to a little R&R but dont know when well get it. Maybe never.

No one told us how long this war would last. Just do what youre told. Thats how you get from today to tomorrow. Hit one place one day, move on, hit another place the next. No looking back. Can't worry about consequence or aftermath. No telling whats over the next rise. Eyes on the ground. Keep your feet moving. Thats how you make it through. No time for stargazing. No time to be the Spaceman. Night is the time to move. Dont remember the last time I was able to really look up at the stars. Which is the only place I ever want to look. Except when I look at her.

I miss her. I dont want to fight this war. Not my war. Dont even know what Im fighting for. Democracy? Oil? I don't even care anymore. I just want her.

Platoon leader just came in. Told us were being redeployed. Tomorrow. Home. Rotation came to an early end. Cant believe it but its true. Cant wait to tell her what Ive seen. Dont know if I can, though. Might be too hard for me to explain and too hard for her to hear.

Just saw a shooting star. Wonder if she saw it too.

Probably not. Worlds away. But not for long. Im coming! Soon! Very soon!