The Last March

March me to the shoreline
With your fading ideals
Murder on the mind
Adore the betrayal
Break the seal

Treason isn’t a felony
Not against a villain
Release the rage
The final bullet
Push his faith

March the hero off
To a hillside with three trees
Crucify him and see if he bleeds
Everything ends even ideals
Murder on the mind
Broken is the seal
Seventh

With your death chants
You become an ideal killer
Aware of your every action
His war defeated before an end
A villainous hero fighting prejudice
Found life alone too hard to live
Ended up bleeding out
In front of a crowd
Who cheered

I am the villainous one
March me off to the gallows
Retie the noose for each present
A genetic code imbed to fight
Until overcome by grief
Walked willingly to…
My shameful death