[ti:The Endless March] [ar:After The Burial] [al:Dig Deep] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]The Endless March - After The Burial [00:03.02]Eyes flare this glow becomes our lanterns [00:07.35]We are searching for truth but find dust and dirt [00:11.65]Though sight falls hard trudge [00:16.36]Headfirst and forget what matters [00:20.19]Caught in the trample of the tow [00:24.82]Bones scrape against the asphalt [00:29.18]Gaze into the depth and try to find the fire within [00:48.00]I try to pick up the pieces try to pick up the pieces [00:57.55]Pick up mud and re invent these limbs [01:00.86]Caught in tow we are a sight of [01:03.55]Endless marching and swaying lights [01:13.12]Endless marching and swaying lights [01:24.08]We leave lumber for the need rebuild this broken body [01:34.25]Lumber for the need rebuild this broken soul [02:03.82]Try to pick up the pieces but timber becoming decay [02:12.23]Excavate bone and sculpt mud into limbs following the sequence [02:20.97]Leave a little bit of ourselves behind with every step [02:25.34]Broken teeth fractured and spread out [02:29.73]Blending in the scene hands swell and [02:35.50]Branches break becoming lumber for the need [02:41.52]This glow becomes our lanterns though sight falls hard [02:45.19]Trudge headfirst and forget what matters [02:50.51]Gaze the depth and try to find fire within [02:53.76]Pick up mud and re invent these broken limbs [03:00.87]Forcefully held down friction burns our [03:06.61]Bones that scrape against the asphalt [03:09.92]Forcefully held down fragments of our [03:15.59]Broken teeth spread out around us [03:28.19]Forcefully held down try to pick up [03:33.95]All the pieces become decay