[Intro – low sub-bass pulses, distant plasma cannons charging] Beyond the blast doors the clone legions stand ready, Drones swarm in formation, cutting neon scars across the void-black sky. Raise your glasses high... A toast to the Admiral-King and the fleet sworn to the Core. [Verse] Stamp your mag-boots on the deck plating... three times! Let your voices tear through the static... scream Victory in the Void! Three times! Three times! Drink to the Admiral-King, to the Reactor Sun, to the purge of all corruption. (Hail to the Admiral-King...!!!) (Warriors of the Core...!!!) (Defenders of the Last Humanity...!!!) [Pre-Chorus] Above us, the stars themselves shudder... Plasma blooms ignite between dying moons and shattered rings. A howl of engines rips through the empty corridors of the station, Calling every soul still breathing to battle stations. [Chorus] Psions of the Fleet, raise your glowing vials! Let the liquid starfire burn through your veins! Sing of fusion and of rebirth, Strike your rifle butts against the hull... three times! And scream Victory in the Void! Three times! Three times! A toast to the Queen-Consort in cryo... To life rebooted, to timelines yet unwritten! [Bridge – massed choir + pounding war-drums and reactor heartbeat] Fire in the sky, fire in our blood, The vacuum itself bows to our will. Where darkness swallows worlds, we burn a corridor of light... By crown and nova we stand! [Instrumental – rising siren synths, railgun barrages, shield harmonics] [Final Chorus] Pilots, marines, psions... lift your voices through the static! Scream Victory in the Void! Three times! Three times! Raise your glasses for the Queen in stasis, for the Admiral-King, For life, for first light after the long night between the stars... For the new worlds that will rise when the enemy suns go dark. (Hail to the Admiral-King...!!!) (Warriors of the Core...!!!) (Defenders of the Last Humanity...!!!)
