Helldivers Celtic Folk-Rock

[Verse 1] We drop from the heavens like a wild Irish gale, Stratagems failin', the team's gone off the rails. Bugs bite like whiskey, bots charge with a roar, Friendly fire's callin'—cheers to one more! [Chorus] Oh Super Earth, me lads, what a bloody delight, Dive into chaos from mornin' till night! Eagle's delayed, orbital rains on our heads, We die for democracy, then rise from the dead! [Verse 2] "Extract's ahead!"—we run straight into hell, One lad's still singin' while the rest scream and yell. Managed democracy? More like a barroom brawl, Sarcastic and crazy, we answer the call! [Chorus] Oh Super Earth, me lads, what a glorious mess, Bug guts and glory, we couldn't care less! Pipes wailin' loud as the bullets fly free, For king and for country—or whatever the fee! [Bridge] Fiddle up high, the Illuminate dance, We charge through the fire, no second chance. Crazy for freedom, with a pint in our hand, Helldivers forever across sea and land! [Outro] Super Earth forever, raise a glass with a grin, We'll dive, die, and laugh till the end times begin. [Rowdy fiddle reel, bagpipes, chaotic laughter and explosions]