Everything they wanted was a perfect world,
Without humanity without disorder.
Controlled with subliminal, controlled with machines

At 2095 on mars it began!
Order was their banner!
Order was their goal!
Pain they have found
War they have got

Blood over the red desert

Now we have a war. corporation war!
Burning shuttles in the air
Crushing stations in the orbit
Shattered cities on the earth

Blood over the red desert

I'm a corporate marine on the planet of war!
We can't get hope no more!
Death from above!
Plasma from behind!
Grenades in front! of mine!

Blood over the red desert.