Marching Again - Primal Fear

On a flight through the night

There’s no sleep at midnight hour

But I’m eased — heading east

And I can not wait to hit the stage

That’s what I’m born for

And that’s where I live

It’s where I belong

The favored few are marching again

Destined for spreading the word

Time’s on our side and the worlds' greatest fans

Are feeding the flame of our hearts

Another flight through the night

And no sleep at midnight hour

Had a blast in the west

But the time has come to fly back home

That’s what I’m born for

And that’s where I live

It’s where I belong

The favored few are marching again

Destined for spreading the word

Time’s on our side and the worlds' greatest fans

Are feeding the flame of our hearts

There’s always someone who is bitching and shouting

Rambling and tramping — intruding and crawling

We came to spread the word no matter what they’re saying

Over and over — always, forever!

The favored few are marching again

Destined for spreading the word

Time’s on our side and the worlds' greatest fans

Are feeding the flame of our hearts