Dead Minh

Struck by thunder we rise

Struck by thunder we rise by the hand that tinkered
The light unknown
Aptitude bestowed by the one who lies
Far beyond

Intellectual pummel caused by gifted spirits
Emerging with the dawn of a new age
But findings never plan welcomed visits

The traveller now exclaims
As he finds the truth
Buried in dirty bones
Of elder Vietnamese

Carving into mother earth
We acknowledge there's something whose background
Might be cynical
The research now has begun to improve this resource
Given by
The ancient

You look at me heathen as a useful tool
I look at you great one to curse my very sins
You look at all of us as what we are, liquid and bone

But no improvement
Goes without cost
If you look at
What will take
You might doubt
You might run
But after it ends
It will be worth

Tesla fire - grew in our skin
Deep energy - we found here

Lectures of a thousand pages
Have begun
Giving birth to a senseful massacre
Physical studies that increase knowledge
Of spectre signals beyond reasoning

The laboratory settles. We stride!
It is time to build. Rise from the death!
Flesh and metal blend together to emerge in a catasthrophius
UNIT OF CHAOS

MAKE THE HERE-TICS BLEED THEIRGUTS OUT IN PAIN LI-QUID RE-SOURCE
TO PLEASE THE HIGH ONE
THE CORP-SES NOWRISE TO LIFE INA MARCH TO HEA-VEN
FAR FROM DEAD THEY ARE
AS A COLO-NY WE SPREAD, GA-THE-RING WHAT WE IN-QUIRE
FROM THOSE WHO OPPOSE THE GREAT
STAND OF THE GREAT FOUNDATION OF
OUR LORD TRAN HUNG DAO

Aptitude bestowed by the one who lies
Far beyond

By lighting we summon the one who calls us
A mystic ritual, with no reprisal
By lighting we bring the one who calls us
Perpetuating for a lifetime

An army has been settled
Now we move

MARCH
MARCH
MARCH