Involuntary service in perpetuity
March you must
Cease not
We are shackled
The key inches away
You instead stare into dirt
Wishing for escape
I am beholden to myself
And the filth will spread over me
To regress with splendor
And the filth will spread
Outside
Fields wilted
I am overcome
There is no ending
I am overcome
To regress with splendor
And the filth will spread over me
I am beholden to myself
Wishing for escape
You instead stare into dirt
The key inches away
We are shackled together
March you must
Cease not
Serve in perpetuity
Involuntary