For the sake of treasured consciousness, we march.
Above those who have fallen, we march.
At the edge of our own blades, we march.
With death in sight, we march.
As we forget, we die.
As we awaken, we live.
As we dream...we are born.
Above those who have fallen, we march.
At the edge of our own blades, we march.
With death in sight, we march.
As we forget, we die.
As we awaken, we live.
As we dream...we are born.