Verse 1 Black horizon... Storm rolling in... Trackers screaming... They're here again. Three hundred Spartans, Steel and grit, Digging trenches, Never quit. Pulse rifles loaded, Armor scarred, Every heartbeat Hits hard. No speeches. No fear. Just one command... "They stop here." Pre-Chorus Barricades! Lock them down! Turrets turning... Round by round! Engines rumble... Ready to fight! Hold your ground... Hold tonight! Chorus HOLD THE LINE! Steel and fire! Stand together! Never tire! If the darkness Wants this land... It comes through Spartan's land! HOLD THE LINE! Raise your voice! Every Marine Made the choice! Not one step! Not today! We'll hold this ground... Come what may! Verse 2 Smartguns thunder, Barrels glow. Pulse rifles Never slow. Flamers carve Walls of flame, Every plain The same. Sentry guns Spin alive, Pouring fire Side to side. Support drones Fill the sky, Four hundred seventy Standing by. APCs roar Into the fight, Cannons flashing Through the night. Steel on steel, Fire on bone... No Spartan Stands alone. Pre-Chorus Wave on wave... Still they come... We answer back... With smoking guns. Chorus HOLD THE LINE! Brace the wall! If one Marine Begins to fall... Ten more rise! Take his place! Stand together! Face to face! HOLD THE LINE! Hear us shout! They come in millions... They won't get out! Every shell! Every flame! Every heartbeat... Knows our name! Bridge Reload! Reload! Turret Four is overheating! Drone wing, cover the left! APCs, forward! Flamers to the breach! Smartgunners— Keep those barrels turning! No retreat! No surrender! Not while one Marine... Still stands! Breakdown Another magazine! Another belt! Another wall of fire! Smoke and sparks! Empty casings! Steel shaking! The barricades groan... But they don't break. Not today. Guitar Solo Final Chorus HOLD THE LINE! Till dawn! If we're breathing... We”ll fight on! Three hundred voices! One command! No nightmare Breaks this stand! HOLD THE LINE! Hear us roar! Spartan Platoon... Forevermore! Steel and courage! Blood and flame! Remember well... The Spartan name! Outro The smoke begins to clear. Turrets fall silent. The last shell casing hits the ground. Three hundred Marines... Still standing proud. Beyond the burning barricades... The battlefield stretches into the darkness. A motion tracker chirps. Once. Twice. Then— Hundreds of contacts. A quiet voice breaks the silence. "Reload..." "They're coming again."
