We march, my lord, to win Caudol, On ev'ry beach, on every shoal,

To fight this war until we've won, To die beneath a diff'rent sun!

To die beneath a different sun, Then march under another one!

We'll make our graves beneath these waves, And die for Caudol, strong and brave, For else all men become its slaves!

Oh, the horror in the deep, Ah! Oh, the beast that lies asleep, Ah!

The eyes that look ten thousand ways, The ever watching, evil gaze!

The thing that sleeps ten thousand days And breaks the world up, when it raise'!

We'll tame its storms and drain its seas, We'll bring the creature to its knees,

And when upon the ground it lies, We'll bleed the kraken till it dies!

We'll turn the monster into bones, And break its cities into stones!

We are the saviors of our race! We are the heroes of all space!

We'll die beneath a different sun, Then find another when we're done!

We'll conquer each and evr'y one! We'll die beneath a different sun!

We'll make each star and world our own, And claim all space for man alone!

We'll fight this war until its' won! We'll die beneath a different sun!

We'll fight this war until its won! We'll die beneath a different sun!