Space Force from Space Force by MOTHS

Looking up towards the sky
Hues of blue with drops of white
I feel immersed in the divine
So pure so grand, eternal drive

What’s this speck of cunning dark
Blurs my vision, cracks my soul
Filled with fear for what’s to come
The vault is falling, nowhere to go

Tears of fear turn into cheers
For gleaming spaceships bearing the eagle
Heroes' souls take to the heavens
Soaring cowboys march the atmosphere

I fly fearless to the unknown
Bounded by beliefs of freedom
Summoned by spirits of my land
To tame and take the next frontier

The game of war we play
Blazing warrior of the firmament
To lead humanity beyond
And into those forbidden worlds

Tears of fear turn into cheers
For gleaming spaceships bearing the eagle
Heroes' souls take to the heavens
Soaring cowboys march the atmosphere

I fly fearless to the unknown
Bounded by beliefs of freedom
Summoned by spirits of my land
To tame and take

The game of war we play
Our mission runs till the end
We take it forth no questions lay
This legacy we build with no regrets

Come now my children
Along the great expanse
Become the world’s greatest
The world's best
For some dare say

There's No Place Like Space

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