The March to War - Sabaton

Part 1 - War March Instrumental Part 2 - El Duende Agonizante Instrumental Part 3 - Minstrel's Lament I have watched in wonder as The colours turned to grey I've seen the metal machines and The factory dreams I just got to get away I have grown accustomed to The drugs of power and steel And the achin' in my head and the concrete bed And the politician's velvet feel, oh I have learned to save my smile and Use it like a knife We've all learned to trust in profit and value Profit over life I have watched the skyline grow in Defiance of the sun We let it take us and we let it break us Now the damage has been done, oh I have learned the language Of the lost that walk the streets And I'm the city's minstrel Who knows all of her syncopated beats I can recall when ambitions were small And the music filled the air But the minstrel's crying 'cause the music's dying And the city's everywhere It's everywhere Now there's no more singing Just a ringing in my ears And the city's story in all it's power Is the greatest of my fears Long gone once upon a time I sang a song so sweet But now I can't hear the melody I just feel the driving beat, beneath my feet Hear my crying

There's miles of land in front of us And we're dying with every step we take We're dying with every breath we make And I'll fall in line A stranger's back is all I see He's only a few feet in front of me And I'll look left and right sometimes But I'll fall in line No one looks up anymore 'Cause you might get a raindrop in your eye And Heaven forbid they see you cry As we fall in line And about this time of every year The line will go to the ocean pier And walk right off into the sea And then we fall asleep And as we near the end of land And our ocean graves are just beyond the sand I ask myself the question Why I fall in line Then out of the corner of my eye I see a spaceship in the sky And hear a voice inside my head Follow me instead Follow me instead Follow me Then the wages of war will start Inside my head with my counterpart And the emotionless marchers will chant the phrase "This line's the only way" And then I start down the sand My eyes are focused on the end of land But again, the voice inside my head says Follow me instead Follow me instead Follow me Follow me instead Follow me instead Follow me instead Follow me instead Follow me instead Take me up, seal the door I don't want to march here anymore I realize that this line is dead So I'll follow you instead So then you put me back in my place So I might start another day And once again, I will be in a march to the sea

I may sailing down here on the wind When I met you, and I fell away again Like a train in reverse, down a dark road Carrying the whole load Just rattling the whole way home Have you fixed your eyes to the wind? Will you let it pull you in again On the way back in? I'm a bit run down here at the moment Let me think about it, babe Let me hold you There's a cold wind blowing down my old road Down the backstreets where the pines grow There's a river splits the undertows But I'd be lying to myself if I said I didn't mind Leave it hanging on the line, lost inside my head Is this the way I'll be denied again? So I'll set my eyes to the wind But it won't be easy to leave it again Just a bit run down here on the scene There's just a stranger living in me As you set your eyes to the wind And you see me pull away again Haven't lost it on a friend Just bit run down here at the moment And I'm all alone here, living in darkness Alright