March of the Beast

I bet you don't even see
Eyes so tight they don't even ask you to read
The brand new decree
From the mind of the king
Take heed or you bleed
Seize or be seized
No other need
Move forward with speed
It's the March of the Beast

Change what is different, make us all the same
Now you're a number, forget your old name
There are no winners, 'cause there are no games
From the East to the West, only famine and flames

Either you're weed or you're seed
You can burn or you breed
You can plead and you plead
But you won't be freed
'Cause we are the feed
And they are the teeth
And we're underneath
It's the March of the Beast

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