March of the Clones

I awaken but I know not why
Yeah something seethes in me
A burning anger coarsing through my mind
This burden tires me
I join the others they've awakened too
An instinct in our minds
Yeah we are legion like so many of you
We will become the night

This is the march of the clones
This is, this is, this is the march of the clones

I look up into the blood red sky
and then it dawns on me
if i am someone well then who am i
is there a way for me
is someone living from behind my eyes
am i just puppetry
inside the circle as it starts to rise
what is the meaning here

dark skies surround us as the wheels begin to turn
we rule the seven realms of hell as the flesh begins to burn

marching - through a lake of fire
waiting - for the moment we kill
throwing - caution to the wind and hating those that mean us ill

we are - atomic children
we are - the bringers of light
we are - the devils angels
we put the hate into the night.