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I look around myself I’m feeling like a stranger to this world

Where are the friends once I got (as) I used to know

No trace of common sense, a dash of a normal sanity

I wonder: “Are they all mad? ... Or is it me?

Thousands years have passed and nothing gonna change

Marching the plains as loud as hell they’re coming

Drawn up in lines, proud their eyes, the army of the fools

Ruling the thrones, it conquered and won

I’m getting older

Maybe I don’t recognize, I’m yet too old

For all this mind-blowing fair of insanity

When I was a kid I promised to myself I’d never grow up

But now wiser a bit I can see!

Thousands years have passed and nothing gonna change

Marching the plains as loud as hell they’re coming

Drawn up in lines, proud their eyes, the army of the fools

Ruling the thrones, it conquered and won, yeah

The march of the fools rise!

Follow me, don’t promise to be

What you never had thought you’d have wanted to be

Tell me I’m wrong but I follow myself

And the dreams that I’ve lived since I was born

Thousands years have passed and nothing gonna change

Marching the plains as loud as hell they’re coming

Drawn up in lines, proud their eyes, the army of the fools

Ruling the thrones, it conquered and won...

And the march goes on