The marine corps
Does not want robots
The marine corps
Wants killers
The marine corps
Wants do build indestructible men
Men without fear
The marine corps
Wants killers
Men without fear (2X)
One! Two! Three! Four! (6x)
(And then you will be in a world of shit!)
My corps! Your corps! Our corps! Marine corps! (2X)
Sythe's cold edge thrust
Spreading blood on their face
Bells toll the coming of their final days
Red flowers growing
To mark all our tears
The pain and the anguish
We're planting the seeds
Reaching forward, through the dark
Dead, marching forward, much colder than the cud
Reaching forward, through the dark
Spreading the soilbleed, no return when you're marked
Contorted spirit
Distorted creed
You know that your time has come
When the soil bleeds
Contorted spirit
Distorted creed
You know that your time has come
When the soil bleeds
Rot and corrosion
The throth in your lungs
There is no release
Gasp despair through the mud
Red flowers growing
To mark all our tears
The pain and the anguish
We're planting the seeds
Reaching forward, through the dark
Dead, marching forward, much colder than the cud
Reaching forward, through the dark
Spreading the soilbleed, no return when you're marked
Contorted spirit
Distorted creed
You know that your time has come
When the soil bleeds
Contorted spirit
Distorted creed
You know that your time has come
When the soil bleeds
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