Marching To The Killing Rhythm Lyrics - Darkest Hour

A grand deception 

Disguised as God's redemption 

Force-fed delusions of grandeur 

Calling out for 

A willing sacrifice 

Of a nameless enemy 

Necessary losses 

Fulfill the blood-lust fantasy 

See through this facade 

Of retribution 

This machine 

Is marching to the killing rhythm 

Spilling blood in vain 

Subdues the vengeful masses 

So put your blinders on 

Replace your conscience with a flag 

So you can forget 

Money runs thicker than blood