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Death March

from Cotillion by Semi Femme

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Death March

Before you go, I’ll stow away
Pack your bread, pack your water and save

It’s a death march I tell you, we’re going to walk
A death march I tell you, there’s no need to talk
An example will be made of us

The heat with our peeling flesh
There’s no shelter, there’s no rest
Sand dunes for miles and the bodies drop
The young and the old are the first to be shot
The blood makes small pools; soaks into the sand
With no water for miles; I dip my hand and drink

They will walk us into the sun, until we have no breath
Until our bones are dust; until there’s nothing left

It’s a death march I tell you, we’re all going to die
A death march I tell you, don’t even know why
Because of your race, because of your creed
Make up an answer - I take all

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from Cotillion, released May 1, 2014

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