Hell Divers Spite & Super Earth

(Verse 1) Woke up late, spilled my coffee, boots on wrong, Managed democracy calls—yeah, this job's a con. Bugs the size of tanks, bots with laser eyes, One wrong step, you're paste... but hey, surprise! (Chorus) Hell Divers, drop in hot, scream "For Super Earth!" Friendly fire's just a hug, respawn's what we're worth! Sarcastic salute to the chaos we adore, Dive, die, laugh, repeat—democracy's a chore! (Verse 2) Extract's a myth, samples lost in the mud, Teammate's grenade? "Thanks bud!"—thud. But we rag on the bugs, flip off the bots, Motivated by spite and those cheap-ass shots. (Chorus) Hell Divers, drop in hot, scream "For Super Earth!" Friendly fire's just a hug, respawn's what we're worth! Sarcastic salute to the chaos we adore, Dive, die, laugh, repeat—democracy forevermore! (Outro) Yeah, we're screwed... but hell yeah, let's go!