Soilbleed (V.3) Songtext
von Grendel

The Marine Corps does not want robots
The Marine Corps wants killers
The Marine Corps wants to build indestructible men
Men without fear

The Marine Corps wants killers
Men without fear
The Marine Corps wants killers
Men without fear

One, two, three, four!
One, two, three, four!
One, two, three, four!
One, two, three, four!

One, two, three, four!
One, two, three, four!
And then you will be in a world of shit!

My Corps! (My Corps!)
Your Corps! (Your Corps!)
Our Corps! (Our Corps!)
Marine Corps! (Marine Corps!)


My Corps! (My Corps!)
Your Corps! (Your Corps!)
Our Corps! (Our Corps!)
Marine Corps! (Marine Corps!)

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


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

My Corps! (My Corps!)
Your Corps! (Your Corps!)
Our Corps! (Our Corps!)
Marine Corps! (Marine Corps!)

My Corps! (My Corps!)
Your Corps! (Your Corps!)
Our Corps! (Our Corps!)
Marine Corps! (Marine Corps!)

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

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

My Corps! (My Corps!)
Your Corps! (Your Corps!)
Our Corps! (Our Corps!)
Marine Corps! (Marine Corps!)

My Corps! (My Corps!)
Your Corps! (Your Corps!)
Our Corps! (Our Corps!)
Marine Corps! (Marine Corps!)

From my cold, dead hands!
From my cold, dead hands!

One! Dead
Two! Evil
Three! Torture
Four! Kill!

One, two, three, four!
One, two, three, four!
One, two, three, four!

My Corps! (My Corps!)
Your Corps! (Your Corps!)
Our Corps! (Our Corps!)
Marine Corps! (Marine Corps!)

My Corps! (My Corps!)
Your Corps! (Your Corps!)
Our Corps! (Our Corps!)
Marine Corps! (Marine Corps!)

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

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

One! Soil
Two! Bleeds
Three! Soil
Four! Bleeds

One, two, three, four (Soil bleeds)
One, two, three, four (Soil)
One, two, three, four (Bleeds)

I am in a world of shit!