The Marching Sane Lyrics - Flowing Tears

the autumn in your eyes 

the salty dark within your veins 

we walk the streets at night 

a searing spark inside our cage 

your light it burns so painful 

turn around and burn me painful 

no light can release my pain 

not a young god 

I spit in the eyes of the marching sane 

and in the young ones 

and the world will turn in vein 

the autumn in your smile 

don't dare to walk another way 

and when there's no behind... don't look back! 

we praise the dawning day 

your light it burns so painful 

turn around and burn me painful 

no light can release my pain... 

no light can release my pain 

not a young god 

a tiptoeing knife in the back they reign 

all the young ones 

no light can release my pain...