Typical Misson

[percussion intro] [Verse 1] We geared up for the dive with pride, Through the cosmos, we would glide, Hellpods launched, we took the leap, Into the fray, where dangers creep, Our weapons jammed, our coms went dead, But onward, brave, we charged ahead. [Chorus] Through chaos and fire, we stand, Victory’s grip in our hand. [Verse 2] A swarm of bugs, their claws did scrape, In a dance of doom, we sought escape, Our railguns fizzled, grenades were duds, Knee-deep in mud, through Terminid floods, Our courage held, our hearts stayed true, Brothers in arms, we fought anew. [Chorus] Through chaos and fire, we stand, Victory’s grip in our hand. [Bridge] The mission plan went up in smoke, Our tactics were a running joke, But Hell-divers don’t know retreat, With every setback, found our feet, Through fire and fury, through the night, We fought for freedom, won the fight. [Chorus] Through chaos and fire, we stand, Victory’s grip in our hand [instrumental break] [Verse 3] The ground shook as we marched ahead, Amidst the turmoil, fears we shed, Our gear may fail, our plans go wrong, But united we are fierce and strong, For liberty, for Super-Earth, We'd face a thousand more rebirths. [Chorus] Through chaos and fire, we stand, Victory’s grip in our hand. [Bridge] A final push, a last-ditch run, Through every trial, we had fun, With laughter loud, and spirits high, We'd never let our colors die, The goal achieved, we raise our cheer, Hell-divers' pride, forever dear. [Chorus] Through chaos and fire, we stand, Victory’s grip in our hand. [percussion intermezzo] [Chorus] Through chaos and fire, we stand, Victory’s grip in our hand. [instrumental break] [Verse 3] The ground shook as we marched ahead, Amidst the turmoil, fears we shed, Our gear may fail, our plans go wrong, But united we are fierce and strong, For liberty, for Super-Earth, We'd face a thousand more rebirths. [Chorus] Through chaos and fire, we stand, Victory’s grip in our hand. [Bridge] A final push, a last-ditch run, Through every trial, we had fun, With laughter loud, and spirits high, We'd never let our colors die, The goal achieved, we raise our cheer, Hell-divers' pride, forever dear. [Chorus] Through chaos and fire, we stand, Victory’s grip in our hand. [percussion intermezzo] [Chorus] Through chaos and fire, we stand, Victory’s grip in our hand.