Combat is our life Death the only true peace
The honorable will find
their end in the battlefield
The retake of Terra,
is our goal whatever force
or bloodshed necessary
We´re crusaders among the darkness
and alien stars
Glorious campaign to regain the inner Sphere
The dishonorable foe must be slain
Produced in the caste eugenic bred program
as elite battle-suited infantry
Soldiers, huge and physically strong,
to handle Clan-developed battle armor
Sons and daughters of the blood legacy
electronically stored,
warrior codex,genetically copied
Possessed by grace,
we could fight in any element
air, water ,fire, earth or even space
Fighting a war with even more combatants
Many lives are lost
Our only thought is our enemie`s defeat
There will be a time, when our descendants
return to reclaim what is our right
with honor swelling their hearts,
they will crusade against the dark
That shining juwel Terra awaits us as it was written
We must return, return and protect that
what is unique among the stars
Through the vastness of space we crusade
trample all who stand in our way
