Galactic Thunder: Rise of the Vanguard

Whiskers crawl in the blackened void. Stars don't blink, they've been destroyed. Footsteps echo in

hollow steel. Shadows wake, the air feels unreal. Engines are men of ghostly tune.

Battle cries ride the silver moon. The quiet bends, it starts to break. A pulse roar,

a storm to awake. They march, they rise through cosmic skies. We are the Vanguard,

hear us ignite. We tear through the darkness, light after light. Galactic Thunder.

Flipping the seams, victory's closer than it ever seems Flares ye rock like a solar scream Neon

streaks split the endless dream armor clashing like tidal waves space becomes a warrior's grave

voices grow like a surging tide united fronts with no place to hide metal hearts and the boys on