Mournful March

Turn and sever the day

Turn to the night
To the northern ice
With the wind just whispering
Assisting our demise

Cursed is the course
Of the feeble few
Bound to our earthly bones
And stumbling doom
(Stumbling doom)

For what is done with envy
Will linger on through empty eyes
(Through empty eyes)
So when it's time
This act of mine will end me

And from the north
The last of us will crawl on
We walked ashore
The last of us will mourn

And their bones
Dive down
Dive down
Their cries
Dive down
Dive down

Our futile fury bursts, withers, and decays
Its victims buried with their plan
Choose left or right
Choose up or down, reverse, or turn around
Curse every step along this broken land
We've found

And from the north
The last of us will crawl on
We walked ashore
The last of us will mourn

And their bones
Dive down
Dive down
Wandering this prized
Wasteland as we die
Taste the final sigh
Of this life

Oh!

We carried on our person
All that we could take
Castoffs but carried all the same

Treasures tied to time
Bitter remnants of a life gone by
Cherished in vain

Will I rise enough to know
Will I rise enough to show
All this life is just compromise
Will I rise enough to know
Will I rise enough to show

And from the north
The last of us will crawl on
We walked ashore
The last of us will mourn

And their bones
Dive down
Dive down
Their cries
Dive down
Dive down