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Lyrics
[Intro]
Flight suits zipped
Visors down
We don’t miss
We don’t bow (nah)
[Verse 1]
We were kids in the hangar, now we kings of the void
Learned to pray over payloads, make a hymn out the noise
Tattooed callsigns on the dash where they vanished
Every name on the glass, every ghost we brandish
Got scorch on the hull from that nebula run
Saw a brother disappear in the glare of a sun
You ever talk to the dark, ask it “what you got next?”
It just whispers your fears, we answer with wrecks
[Chorus]
We are The Holy Eject
Halo over our necks
Hit the switch, see us jet
If we die, resurrect
For the ones that we left
We don’t flinch, we don’t fret
Pull the pin, then eject
Still protect, still protect (yeah)
[Verse 2]
Alien swarm in the black, tried to carve our route
We were flying on fumes, still we carved ‘em out
Pirate flag on the scope, thought we’d fold under fire
But our grief is a blade, every tear is a wire
Got a ring on a chain from a wingman gone
I kiss steel, feel steel, then I push back on
If the cockpit floods red, that’s a sacred rite
Turn the fear into fuel, burn it bright all night
[Chorus]
We are The Holy Eject
Halo over our necks
Hit the switch, see us jet
If we die, resurrect
For the ones that we left
We don’t flinch, we don’t fret
Pull the pin, then eject
Still protect, still protect (hey)
[Bridge]
Who’s gonna guard that starfield?
(We will, we will)
Who’s gonna haunt that dark shield?
(We will, we still)
Every loss on the log, that’s a vow we renew
If the cosmos got teeth, we the ones they chew
[Chorus]
We are The Holy Eject
Halo over our necks
Hit the switch, see us jet
If we die, resurrect
For the ones that we left
We don’t flinch, we don’t fret
Pull the pin, then eject
Still protect, still protect
Details
GeneratedMar 12, 2026
Duration2:42
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Aggressive space-rap banger with cinematic brass stabs, distorted 808s, and crisp trap hats; verses ride a cold, militant pocket that builds into a soaring, shouted hook. Big gang vocals on choruses, subtle choir pads hinting at “holy” aura, male vocals pushing grit and conviction.
Credits
Prompt by
Cerbrosus
CerbrosusModelAria v5
Prompt
A group of space fighter pilots, the name of the group is The Holy Eject, they lost some of their friends in fights against aliens and pirates but they won’t stop protecting the universe, rap
