I look around myself I'm feeling like a stranger to this world
Where are the friends once I got, 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 sense!

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

The marching of the fools
Arise!

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