Verse 1 Black skies burning... Ash and flame... Every heartbeat Knew the game. Three hundred Spartans Stand the wall. Then two hundred more Answer the call. The Dawnbringer's banners Cut the smoke. Fresh boots hit The shattered road. No speeches. No parade. Just five hundred Marines... Ready to stand. Pre-Chorus Barricades! Lock them down! Turrets turning... Round by round! Steel together... Side by side! Tonight... Humanity survives! Chorus WE HOLD THE LINE! Steel and fire! Stand together! Never tire! If the nightmare Wants this land... It breaks itself On the Spartan's stand! WE HOLD THE LINE! Raise your voice! Five hundred Marines Make the choice! Not one soul! Will fall... While we hold! Verse 2 Pulse rifles crack Like thunder's roar. Smartguns howl— Then ask for more. Flamers paint The battlefield bright. Turning darkness Into light. Sentry turrets Never sleep. Mowing every Kill zone deep. Four hundred seventy Support drones rise. A swarm of steel Across the skies. APCs surge Through smoke and flame. Fortress guns All know their aim. Five hundred Marines... One command... "No retreat... Make this stand!" Pre-Chorus Wave after wave... Still they come... We answer... With every gun! Chorus WE HOLD THE LINE! Brace the wall! If one Marine Begins to fall... Another's there To take his place! No surrender! Not today! WE HOLD THE LINE! Hear us roar! The swarm crashes... We answer more! Every shell! Every flame! The battlefield... Will remember our name! Bridge Left flank! Holding! Right flank! Holding! Drone Command— Air support online! APCs— Drive them back! Corpsmen— Stay with the wounded! Sentries— Keep firing! Nobody... Leaves... This line! Breakdown Pulse rifles! Smartguns! Shotguns! Flamers! Grenades! Explosions! Steel screaming! Acid falling! The barricades bend... But never break! Five hundred Marines... One heartbeat... One wall... Against the flood. Guitar Solo Final Chorus WE HOLD THE LINE! Till dawn! If we're breathing... We fight on! Five hundred voices! One command! No nightmare... Breaks this stand! WE HOLD THE LINE! Hear us cry! If this is where We're meant to die... Then history Will always say... Humanity... Didn't break this day. Outro Smoke rolls across the battlefield. Support drones descend to recharge. APCs idle behind shattered barricades. The sentry guns finally fall silent. Five hundred Marines... Still standing. Across the valley... The xenomorph horde begins to gather once more. Jason's voice comes over the command net. "Ammo check." "Repair the wall." "Get the wounded inside." "They're coming back..." "And we'll be gone."
