Gray Armor Homecoming

[Intro] (Electric violin: Mournful, sustained notes over a slow, heavy drum cadence - *THUD-thud-THUD-thud* - like marching boots. Bass drone hums beneath.) [Verse 1] Rusted starships breach the atmosphere's hold Gray armor heavy, stories untold Dust of d**d worlds clings to the plate Frontier planets open their gate Short leave granted, a fragile reprieve From the screaming void we couldn't leave Eyes like flint, but shadows run deep In the silence, the horrors we keep [Chorus] Gray armor homecoming! (Home!) A fleeting breath on the frontier stone! (Stone!) Carry the weight of the battles we've known! (Known!) Gray armor homecoming! (Home!) Before the next hellfire zone! (Zone!) The d**d march with us, chilled to the bone! (Bone!) [Verse 2] Salutes are crisp, but the hands slightly shake Memories surface with every step we take The taste of ash, the smell of charred steel The dying whispers, wounds that won't heal We walk the homesteads, ghosts in the sun Try to remember the men we were, undone The laughter feels strange, a foreign sound Echoes of g*****e the only truth we've found [Chorus] Gray armor homecoming! (Home!) A fleeting breath on the frontier stone! (Stone!) Carry the weight of the battles we've known! (Known!) Gray armor homecoming! (Home!) Before the next hellfire zone! (Zone!) The d**d march with us, chilled to the bone! (Bone!) [Bridge] (Electric violin solo: Frenetic, anguished, shredding melody over a driving, double-bass drum cadence and heavy, distorted power chords. Intensity builds.) Orders crackle on encrypted bands Another sector, b***d-soaked sands The weight of duty, a crushing chain We shoulder the burden, embrace the pain The faces here... they'll never see The screaming dark that lives in me... in us... [Chorus] Gray armor homecoming! (Home!) A fleeting breath on the frontier stone! (Stone!) Carry the weight of the battles we've known! (Known!) Gray armor homecoming! (Home!) Before the next hellfire zone! (Zone!) The d**d march with us, chilled to the bone! (Bone!) [Outro] (Electric violin returns, mournful and fading, intertwined with the slowing, heavy drum cadence. Vocals become a haunted whisper, layered.) The bone... the bone... the b***d on our hands... The silent screams from alien lands... Gray armor... carries us... home... (Drums slow to a final, heavy *THUD*. Violin sustains a single, dissonant note that fades into silence.)