• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Death March - Zakk Wylde
• Death March - Black Label Society
• Death March - Zakk Wylde & Black Label Society
• Death March - Immortal Technique
• Death March - Faith no More
• Death March - Jedi Mind Tricks
• Death March - Classic Struggle
• Death March - Black Tusk

Where have we gone, what have we done
Where have we gone, nowhere left to run
Pray for war, pray for death, pray for hate
Pray for all that you know
All these years ain't nothing's changed
And you know

Where have we gone, what have we done
Where have we gone, nowhere left to run
Pray for war, pray for death, pray for hate
Pray for all that you know
All these year ain't nothing's changed
And you know
Spiral of darkness, as the fools await
Peace through destruction has sealed our fate

Where have we gone, what have we done
Where have we gone, nowhere left to run
Pray for war, pray for death, pray for hate
Pray for all that you know
All these years ain't nothing's changed
And you know
Spiral of darkness, as the fools away

This is an invasion, an occupation
Immortal Technique
The evil genius DJ Green Lantern
And you're now understanding guerrilla warfare
Is being spread by the superpowers of the industry
To the 3rd world underground of the streets
This is for all those who have been labeled
Extremists, maniacs, terrorists, shit
Welcome to the 3rd world
Yeah, yeah, invasion, a ramp of monetary inflation
That brought us all to the footsteps of this nation
Peruvians, Haitians, Ecuadorians
Nicaraguans, Colombians, Salvadorians
They called us terrorists after they ruined our countries
Funding right wing, paramilitary monkeys
Torture the populace then blame the communists
Your lies are too obvious, propaganda monotonous
And that's not socialist mythology
This is urban warfare to the streets of your psychology
So I'm like the legs of a paraplegic really
'Cuz I'm still part of you, even if you can't feel me
You can never debate me, the m4's at your baby
Like troops and gats in Iraq do daily
So you can marginalize the way you portray me
But don't get Hollywood and try to play me
We could shoot it out in a dinner, like juice in the 80's
New Jack City, classic crack era met
[Incomprehensible] BT is not black on the Rap City
You got a contract to kill me, motherfucker that's fine
'Cuz there's a contract to kill your family when I die
So when your car explodes, don't be surprised
Soldier, I'm like marine core C-4
Even blow this spot with the beat rocking at 3.4
Canvas the flow like the ghost of Michaelangelo
This is the anthem, Immortal Technique and Green lantern
Don't say shit bitch, you don't want the check check
To become chick, chick, you know what I'm sick with
Lyrical tuberculosis, cocaine overdoses
Blood comin' out your noses that's when death approaches
March to my death smiling, laugh at the [Incomprehensible]
There's no escape from this political asylum
Revolutionaries don't fear execution
'Cuz the death [Incomprehensible] is the new constitution
It's just the beginning of spiritual evolution
God will reincarnate me as revolution
You can't take out a revolution, you can't kill an idea
Fuck, is you stupid?
You kill that man he becomes an immortal
Ignore the triplets this is a fully loaded four four
3rd world underground hardcore
Street hop locked and loaded, motherfucker you should know it

washington boulevard, eastbound
thirty three
'can i get a transfer maaaannn?
95 cents!
fuck you i'll skate to the beach!
and i'll look better gettin' there!'
There's nothing I'd like more than to let you in
But now you're on the other side and there's no way...
To feel your breath of life upon my face
Cause with the state you're in there wouldn't be a trace
Now I wake up every night with this emptiness inside
Hasn't been the same since you quit the human race, left without a trace
Quit the human race, did you? Camina con la muerto?
roses roses, pocket full of posies
ashes ashes, we all fall down
now i wake up every night with this emptiness inside me
Hasn't been the same since you quit the human race, left without a trace
death march baybeeee!

[Virtuoso]
I'm omnipotent
You claim to win battles
So when the beat starts
I'll punch the tree bark
And pass the chainsaw to a? heart
Severing every animal
I'm doing dirt like earthworms
I'm sick and original
Boy, I gave birth to the first germs
I spit the acetate
To make your lips evaporate
The Master Ape
Bare hands will decapitate and bash your face
Pass the eight, sack of shake
Twisted in plasma tape
I came for y'all through the castle gate
I come across a substance yet I couldn't lacerate
Virtuoso is an unidentified flying object to make your space shuttle?
So while you drunks look for a hook and say you masturbate
Telling 7L to sratch a plate
In due for respect I slap your face
Ask to make my specs, I'm a tackle ya
You're a neck and I'm Dracula
Have sex in the back of a black Lex or an Acura
Met with the, Jedi Mind Tricks
We rhyme sick and side? for dime chicks
I'll strangle you, use my same hands to give you the Heimlick
So you can live to face more punishment from my divine lips
[Jus Allah]
Jus Allah prays on the minds of the young
Silencing the devil that speaks with forked tongue
Taste my blade sharpness
Ranked in no class like Marxist
The heartless
Rise out of darkness
I'm the last head you should ever try to fuck with
Be the next memeber in the cast of my snuff flicks
Rough shit, don't even attempt sleeping
At war with the demons that live in infernal regions
Spawned from eternal semen bred flesh predators
Wings of the arms when you heels like Pegasus
Grabbing your leg, so you live to the heavenless
Drop this prejudice and follow me to Exodus
[Ikon the Hologram]
We ravenous
Exhume the tomb of Lazarus
You blasphemous
We bring war to pacifists
Tarantulas, burn flesh like a nine glock
Your mind stops from nine of my divine shots
a pine box is fine for a killer to run
Swing from vines and rhyme like Atilla The Hun
Bring the gun, your tounge is what I'm slicing
We slap tracks and attack like M. Bison
Ilohem, fuck the pagans we mark them
And take turns to burn religious doctrines
Concoctions of pain hits from eight angles
Locked in the brain to lacerate ankles
[Esoteric]
Yo, I rip mics, stick lames
Wreck nights, spit flames
Lead pipes, split frames
Kid ain't shit changed
Act trife
I grab the mic and bag your wife
Sacrifice you twice
Motherfuckering after life
Decimate your paradise
Burn tracks like thermostats
My personal attacks snap back to murder cats
I might advise
You type of guys should revitalize
Your man power, I sabotage the fire flys
With a dope rhyme
Take control of your soul
Grab a fourty fo' for the po's
Get your broken nose
Opponents go to shows
Now they know their robes damn hoes that fold my clohtes
I bark at these, mark MCs, park and freeze
My world hypothesis
Kill beasts like heart disease
Man please
You can never fuck with the Eso-teridactyl
My rap skills will thrash you

So now comes the day when all feeling dissapears. The
scent of smoke hides the tears, but the fire you fear is
still here and now stronger than ever before. We will
show this world the end is near. We fight everyday to
take a stand, but we need your help to take over this
land now. Nowhere to hide. Searching for a piece of pie.
We won't give up till we die. To us, this is our lives,
we won't give up till we die. Let the evil take you now.
You better be ready or you will wish you were dead. No
looking back now. Everything is right in front of you.
Prepare to fight to the death. nowhere to hide from this
life. We won't give up till we die. The death march is
now coming to take you all. This is what we live for.
Fall in line, we will show them that we have showed up to
our calling in this life. Nowhere to hide from this

march on
black with smoke
sun is gone
scorch the land
of the fallen man
bring them to their bastard knees
saved
from the flame
pearl
of the sea