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 [?]