[Verse 1] From Helios dust to shattered steel, Orders bent, the truth revealed. Black ops shadows, silent lies, Quarantine where honor dies. The Claw burned bright, then fell in flame, Soldiers marked with traitor’s names. In the fog where jump points close, A choice was made no oath allows. [Pre-Chorus] No medals left, no flag to serve, Just steady hands and shattered nerves. When command became the crime, We crossed the line to save mankind. [Chorus] That’s how the Tiger Squadron was born, In fire, in loss, in vows torn. Not for crowns, not for pay, But for the truth they tried to slay. From fallen Claw to outlaw sky, We chose to stand, not live the lie. Marked as wolves, but hearts still sworn— That’s how the Tiger Squadron was born. [Verse 2] Wingmen lost in the nebula’s scream, Sabres fading like broken dreams. Hunter called, Whisper fell, Names now etched in silent hell. Vanguards hunted, orders clear: “Burn them all, erase them here.” But in the dark a path remained, Through Cartel steel and blood-stained gain. [Pre-Chorus] No rescue came from Terra’s throne, So we learned to stand alone. If justice sleeps behind a wall, Then outlaws answer justice’ call. [Chorus] That’s how the Tiger Squadron was born, Between the law and the storm. Not for credits, not for fame, But to keep the innocent unclaimed. From Helios fog to Charon’s stone, They forged a banner of their own. Marked as wolves, but hearts still sworn— That’s how the Tiger Squadron was born. [Bridge] A reclaimer’s hold, cartel eyes, Deals in shadows, bitter ties. Dekkard’s offer, sharp and clean, Power dressed as compromise and sheen. “Serve me now, survive the hunt, Wait your time, then strike the front.” A poisoned pact, a needed sin, To carry truth beneath the skin. [Breakdown] Not heroes sung in Senate halls, Not ghosts erased in data falls. They fly where orders lose their weight, Between the bullet and the fate. [Final Chorus] That’s how the Tiger Squadron was born, From a fleet betrayed, reborn. They wear no flag, they bow to none, Till Helios’ truth sees Terra’s sun. Claws bared sharp, engines torn, Out of the night a vow was sworn: “We will endure, we will warn”— That’s how the Tiger Squadron was born. [Outro] So if you see contrails in black, Silent strikes that never track, Remember this when engines roar: They were soldiers once before. Not deserters, not forlorn— They are the reason Tiger Squadron was born.
