Glory be the Torchbearer regime, Marx effort supreme
Through the harsh era the dark sector, the nephilim
This is the initial assault,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 shit, 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*ck a radio station
I send sound waves of radiation
We march on, Marx torchbearer to the death
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 [?]