[Verse 1: Rap] Steel rain dropping from the orbit’s edge I signed the contract, I took the pledge Managed Democracy—the only way to live We got a cup of Liber-Tea for everyone to give! Boot on the soil of a hell-bound rock Check the stratagem, racing the clock Bugs in the dirt, gears in the wire Wrap 'em all up in a wall of fire! If it bleeds, it dies; if it sparks, it’s scrap Mapping out the carnage on a tactical map For the children of Super Earth, the sky is the limit If you see a bug hole, throw a grenade in it! [Pre-Chorus: Melodic Grit] The hellpods screaming through the atmosphere The sound of freedom is the only thing they fear We don't look back, we don't know retreat Lay your weary soul at Justice’s feet! [Chorus: Heavy Metal Roar] DIVE! Into the jaws of the beast! DIE! So the west can have its feast! SWEET LIBERTY, my life for the cause Enforcing the peace with iron claws! HELLDIVERS! Scourge of the stars! Healing the galaxy, hiding the scars! [Verse 2: Aggressive Rap] Traitors in the shadows, outlanders at the gate You’re looking at a soldier who was born to incinerate Robots got a logic, but they don't have a heart Watch the 500-kilo tear 'em all apart! Reinforcements landing, yeah, we’re coming back for more Twenty minutes left in this galactic war The cape is flapping red in the sulfur wind Forgive me, General, for the way I’ve sinned— By not killing faster! By letting them breathe! Watch the bile titan start to buckle and heave! One star, two stars, five on the board I’m a righteous blade in the hand of the Lord! [Chorus: Heavy Metal Roar] DIVE! Into the jaws of the beast! DIE! So the west can have its feast! SWEET LIBERTY, my life for the cause Enforcing the peace with iron claws! HELLDIVERS! Scourge of the stars! Healing the galaxy, hiding the scars! [Bridge: Sludge Metal Breakdown] (Slow, heavy chugging) Righteous... Victorious... The blood on my armor is... GLORIOUS! (Screamed) FOR SUPER EARTH! FOR THE WAY OF LIFE! FOR THE SAKE OF PEACE, WE BRING THE KNIFE! [Guitar Solo: High-speed shredding with siren-like wah-wah effects] [Outro: Rap/Hardcore Crossover] Extracting now. The pelican is landing. The only one left. The only one standing. Freedom isn't free—it’s paid for in lead. Better to be patriotic than to be dead. (Fades out with the Helldivers Main Theme motif played on a distorted bass) FREEDOM! DEMOCRACY! LIBERTY!

Managed Carnage