Beyond all sense is this
The march goes ever on
Inside what's left behind
The wasted years of scorn
No charge to save us now
The lingering will fall
The march goes ever on

We must be gone
By the coming of the dawn
There will be no one
Left to tell our story

Unforgivable betrayal
In the hour of our need
No quarter for this treachery
No mercy for the lost

The silent ways of thosе
Who scour the distant shore
To further widеn the divide

We must be gone
By the coming of the dawn
There will be no one
Left to tell our story

Unforgivable betrayal
In the hour of our need
No quarter for this treachery
No mercy for the lost

Not a single purpose given
No leniency
Not a single reason stated
No mercy shown

We will be gone
Before the daylight comes
There will be no one
Left to tell our story

Unforgivable betrayal
In the hour of our need
No quarter for this treachery
Unforgivable betrayal
In the hour of our need
No quarter for this treachery
No mercy for the lost