Asylum Life Security

"Tactician, you are all units reporting. Orderly Standing by... Guardsman holding the line. Rapid Response moving out containment to lock it down. QRF awaiting orders. Tactician and Alive in command as control. Welcome to Asylum Life." First base proceeding awake in the war Stunts stick in my hand keeping watch on the door Zero on the badge but I still hold the line One wrong move and you're wasting my time I walk these halls where the shadows creep Count every patient watch while they sleep I'm the bottom of the ladder but remember my name Every hirec started playing my game Twenty-five strong one hundred fifteen Electro Staff sparking in the cold blue sheen EMP grenade ready when the circuits go wild But the wall between danger and the rest of the file Fourth of the shoulder off our mission stands No weaknesses allowed when the order commands Quarterly calls over years of the sound Where the second line holding is ground QUARTERLY! GUARDSMAN HOLD THAT LINE! Rapid Response move on time! PCU LOCK IT DOWN! QRF SHUT THE GROUND! Tactician! Win the fight! Command! Controlled in night! Seven ranks! One decree! Asylum Life Security! Lock the doors let the sirens scream Nobody breaks through the security team From the first patrol to the final decree You don't break the chain—the chain is we! Run run run the chain is we! Run run run the chain is we! Sixty-one heavy like a gunshot haze We move through the halls in a violent haze When the alarms ring we're already there Fast moving shadows that nobody dares No time to hesitate no time to delay We bring the response when things go astray If thought you could run disappear from view The rapid response unit is coming for you Fifty on the roster one thirty enforce Pull us launcher ready we control the course Three PMB landmines when the perimeters tight We seal every breach in the dead of night No glory no praise just the job to complete Heavy boots echo down the concrete When the void falls silent we'll still stand tall Patient