The phoenix of the Star League rises to reclaim its throne
Seven totems race towards Terra
Where one will reign alone
Against them rise the stewards of technology's lost light
A hidden army, entrenched and ready for the deadly fight
Stark white painted war-machines stand ready, all eyes high
Await their fearsome brothers of three centuries divide
On Tukayyid fall fusion torches, the coming battle's sign
A trial of possession for the future of mankind
The Jaguars leap eagerly with sharpened claws
The Cats heed sacred visions, from the sky they fall
The Sharks hunt for glory, for its trueborn kin
While the Bear tramples through the field, yet so cautiously
The Vipers soon come for honor and tradition
While the Falcons sweep down to uphold Kerensky's vision
The Wolf then howls back against its enemy
While ComGuard braced themselves to extremity
The battle that has now begun is perilous for all
ComStar will serve the Clan invaders should they fall
If the Clans should fail to triumph with the forces they have bid
For a generation they'll be halted, the line at Tukayyid
The Jaguar's leaders fall in the gauntlet that they face
The Nova Cats' visions turn to sabotage and change
The Sharks survive due to warriors born free
The Bear endures and marches ever on to victory
The Viper's driven mad by mud and treachery
The Falcon earns a draw through sheer savagery
The Wolves fight as a pack and bring down its prey
And although ComStar won,
They are harrowed and maimed
So it has been,
One fought for honor, and one for finality
Steel and man facing down their mortality
For they are hardened warriors that shaped the galaxy
As they clashed in the Battle of Tukayyid