SHADOW MARCH E

Boots hit the pavement, shadows in the fog. Devil in my ear, whispers through the smog. Major moves, stepping sharp through the night. Choir hums low, angels out of sight. Every breath heavy, lungs full of fire. Marching through the chaos, feet never tire. Shadow march, we creeping slow. Horns in the wind, the devil knows. Shadow march, we claim the dark. Choir wails, ignites the spark. Treaches in my mind, digging for the gold. Crown too heavy, head too cold. Drums hit harder than a midnight raid. Phantom steps follow, debts get paid. Smoke rolls deep, the moonlight fades. Path carved crooked through the devil's maze. Choir wails, echoes deep. Memphis roots, the shadows creep. A cadence in blood, a rhythm in pain. Marching slow through the devil's reign. Shadow march, we creeping slow. Horns in the wind, the devil knows. Shadow march, we claim the dark. Choir wails, ignites the spark. Hymns of the wicked, drums of the lost. Every step forward comes at a cost. Shadow march, the anthem flows. Through the dark, the devil Grows. Yeah, my devil.