Letra da Música Marching Through The Inferno de Goddamned X

Selling the soulless
You sold your soul
You sacrificed art
Upon an altar of gold

Raking the way so many took before
Might bring you fame
But sure makes you a whore
Makes you a tool just a puppet on a string
Human material for a whole industry

Marching through the inferno
For the vision in our heads
Marching through the inferno
Until the day we're dead

For many years
We've been working hard
For the idea we had from the start
Untrodden paths we still walk with pride
With none but ourselves on our side

Marching through the inferno
For the vision in our heads
Marching through the inferno
Until the day we're dead

Uar!

Selling the soulless
You sold your soul
You sacrificed art
Upon an altar of gold

Not for the money not for the fame
And we don't see this like you, as a game
It is our lifestyle, it makes us be
There's something about it you will never see

Marching through the inferno
For the vision in our heads
Marching through the inferno
Until the day we're dead

It's a question of flavour, it's a matter of style
It's the king of discussion that makes me go wild
It's an endless, struggle against the bling mass
And my decision remains: they can kiss my ass!