Melancholy Soldiers

Who fed you to the lions

When hanging from a tree?

It's a case of melancholy

There's no tourists at the sea

Twelve saw decaying monuments

While marching on attack

Eleven watched a single

Thus continued on the march

Oh-oh

Oh-oh

Oh-oh

Oh-oh

Pinpoint toward horizon

Convalescent to the last

A moment lost of imagery

The last lot to the cast

Listen to the danger

It's arrivin' on your door

Listen to the danger

I can't listen anymore

Oh-oh

Oh-oh

Oh-oh

Oh-oh

This (Ohh-oh-oh)

This (Ohh-oh-oh)

This, to march along (Ohh-oh-oh)

This, on undersea (Ohh-oh-oh)

This, a panorama (Ohh-oh-oh)

This, a soldier's creed (Ohh-oh-oh)

From this came a stranger

All the marching seemed to halt

From this came a moment

Then the march led to assault

The dwellers took position

While commanding genocide

The enemy were helpless

And there's lots more besides

Oh-oh

Oh-oh

Oh-oh

Oh-oh

This, to march along (Ohh-oh-oh)

This, on undersea (Ohh-oh-oh)

This, a panorama (Ohh-oh-oh)

This, a soldier's creed (Ohh-oh-oh)

This (Ohh-oh-oh)

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