Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Mud on the armor Carbon scoring on the seams Wake to the siren Rip ourselves out of a dream Names scratched on the helmets ’Cause the numbers fade too fast We joke in the dropship Like this jump won’t be our last [Chorus] We are the 501 Brothers in blue Born to storm the sky Marching into fire Side by side We never ask why From planet to planet Leaving our boots in the dust behind We are the 501 If one goes down We’re all on the line (hey!) [Verse 2] Smoke in the hangar Boot prints burned into the floor Orders in static Another breached Another war Paint chips on the shoulder Every mark a memory We follow our captain ’Til the orders turn on me [Chorus] We are the 501 Brothers in blue Born to storm the sky Marching into fire Side by side We never ask why From planet to planet Leaving our boots in the dust behind We are the 501 If one goes down We’re all on the line [Bridge] Do you hear them calling? Every lost squad Every missing name Under all this armor There’s a heart that beats the same (oh-oh) If the stars forget us We’ll still carry what we’ve done Every ghost behind us Marches on in every run [Chorus] We are the 501 Brothers in blue Born to storm the sky Marching into fire Side by side We never ask why From planet to planet Leaving our boots in the dust behind We are the 501 ’Til the last man falls We hold the line
Tags
rock, High-energy arena rock with stacked male vocals and driving guitars; tight, marching toms and gang shouts in the hook. Verses stay tense with palm-muted riffs, chorus explodes wider with open chords and soaring lead lines. Bridge drops to half-time stomp, then final chorus pushes extra harmonies and a blazing guitar fill between phrases.
Duration
3:11
Instrumental
No
Created
2/23/2026