Per Sempre Marciamo

I want to sing into your eyes,
Your dilated eyes
Die criminal, die criminal die
Are you the kind of man that would
Hold your breath to part with your lungs
Are you the kind of man that would
Cry fake tears to save your eyes from
The sight of your own blood
Because now's the time

With torso high you gave a brave look
But you're not so high anymore now

I pulled the trigger once so I could see you dance
I guess there was just enough gunsalt
To ricochet up and and put a hole in your head
Because now's your time.

Canto funebre, forever we march
You've made a sea of calloused hearts to loathe.