Glory be the Torchbearer regime, Marx effort supreme
Through the harsh era the dark sector, the nephilim
This is the initial a**ault,the weapon beam
For the invisible wars I fought, they never seen
Special team move cautious, Marx clutch the cartridge
The fire lord ride aboard hovering warship
I construct the raw sh**, any weather it's forward
Young general never surrender or forfeit
Prepare for losses prowl through the safe haven
You never safe we surround the gates awaiting
From the underground caves f** a radio station
I send sound waves of radiation
We march on, Marx torchbearer to the d**h
My heart's strong, nothing but honor and respect
For this art form, this is for my warriors and vets
It's long gone, sector's warzone [?]