(ahhhh) Our shields are down,
the sky is torn apart
A final stand within this broken heart
The frigates shatter under plasma fire
We fall beneath their merciless empire
(help us)
No chief in sight,
our heroes lost or cold
A tragic tale of metal and of gold
But look, a shadow breaks the orbit's edge A long-lost promise,
a forgotten pledge
Out of the dark,
the Spirit burns bright
Cutter commands us
back to the fight
Red Team is landing,
the drop pods descend
This is the day that the invaders end
(we fight)
ODSTs rain through the burning sky
With helljumpers ready to live or die
The heavy cruisers feel the iron fist As Red Team strikes through
the morning mist
We stand as one,
the line will never break
For every single brother that they take
The Spirit stays (victory)