I rode to the everlasting border
To see the calling flag
The impersonal sound
Of rivaly marching
Two sides and two choices
Two minds and 2 resolves
A set of choices and promises
Which one will be heard?
So march to the hills
And stand before your crown
Choose your side to be
And when you choose
Don't think of losing
You've become your destiny now
And here came the seargent
Dressed in pride and patriotism
Voicing his nation's lie
And he announced his pride
"Come you marchers
You sons of fallen hero's
Come avenge your fallen masters
You live for this today"
His call was met with much resolve
A thousand hands damaged the air
A wave of pride sent through the crowd
And I couldn't stop to agree
But one would challenge the call
A Deriled Captain stepped onto the fray
Uniformed and all
And shot his challenge thus
"You wane you fools
This is not your battle
See how you are not decieved
Fight the system and we will thrive"
With a move the seargent drew his tool
And the Captain fell with the leaves
Between the crowd the choice was made
And seperated the frey became
I fought a furious battle that day
The enemy now swaining before me
And only one thought was before me
What would my choice become
Had I finally swum the mainstream
Had I joined those ranks who didn't think
Had I become all that I didnt want to be
Did I really have a choice
Before the dawns whisper was out
The battle was drawn
The seargent stood before me
His words I would never forget
"Thousands have made this choice
Thousands will make this choice
Thousands are still making this choice
Thousands have yet to make this choice
But whichever way we go
Whatever life we seek
We cannot escape
The choices we have to make
So march to the hills
And stand before your crown
Choose your side to be
And when you choose
Don't think of losing
You've become your destiny now"