Heavy boots of lead
Marching on the planet leading aliens to the grave
Collision right ahead
Rebels fighting for their lives, refused to die as slaves yeah
We are marching on tonight
Thunder and light
Like an ocean of red
Up upon your head
Falling by your sword
Even on the dry ground your blood will wash away the shore
In search of martian gold
Sandstorms and icy rains but you're still looking for more yeah
We are marching on tonight
Thunder and light
Like an ocean of red
Up upon your head
Like an ocean of red (Under the martian skies)
Up upon your head (Clouded infected eyes)
Like an ocean of red
With heavy boots of lead we are marching
Marching to your grave we are searching
Searching for your gold we are fighting
Fighting for your life we are fighting, Fuck yeah
