"Anarchy Kings" is a high-octane, character-driven rap-metal anthem set in the Star Citizen universe, spotlighting the chaos-wielding members of Axis Of Anarchy: Grave-dive, Back-blast, and Misfire.
Each verse introduces a member’s unhinged tactics, backed by a rising tempo and warlike hook, culminating in a final declaration of dominance — and destruction.
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Lyrics on screen and in the description....
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"Authorities are warning pilots to avoid the fringe Systems—
a group calling themselves Axis Of Anarchy has taken over three starports,
and quote... 'don’t give a FUCK!! about your treaty.’”
Yo, we back.
Backblast, Gravedive, Misfire —
Axis boys in flight, about to end your empire...
They call me GRAVE-DIVE — I fall like sin,
Wings cut black through the void I’m in.
They booted me out? Now I boot down doors,
Crash a funeral in orbit, then loot the corpse.
I don’t fight fair, I just freefall rage,
Make a coffin outta your command stage.
I was the ace, now I'm the plague —
Come at me clean, I'll dig your grave.
Yo I’m BACK-BLAST — spark plug with a plan,
Got bombs so smart they take the stand.
Hack your ship while you blink and grin,
Then BANG — your escape pod’s caved in.
I'm the reason your base went dark,
Snuck in dressed like a vending cart.
Wanna talk tech? I speak BOOM,
I’ll wire your fate like a sonic tomb.
We the Anarchy kings,
Make drones dance and empires sing.
Axis of what? Axis of war,
Axis of “what the hell just tore through the floor?”
Anarchy kings, no leash, no law —
One push, one spark, one fatal flaw.
We don't run, we ignite,
Grave-dive, Back-blast, Misfire, fight!
It’s Misfire — the glitch in your dream,
Blew my own ship up to steal your team.
I fire wrong — ON PURPOSE, nerd.
Then I beat your captain with his own last words.
I’m chaos-wired, trigger-happy,
U-E-E stamped “unstable,” I’m happy.
I make explosions into art,
Anarchy's Mozart — play your part.
This is Command — we got problems inbound,
Three targets tagged, too fast to track down.
Misfire’s loose? That lunatic’s cursed —
Grave-dive’s dropping like death in reverse.
And Back-blast’s back, the codes are fried —
Our fleet's blind and our scouts just died.
Send in reinforcements, prep defense grid!
…Wait—
Why’s the reactor blinking red?!
"They tried to erase us.
Tried to name us outlaws.
But when the system breaks...
It speaks in our. in our....."
We the Anarchy kings — flame on deck,
Grave-dive comin' in, snap your neck.
Back-blast lit — boom in stride,
Misfire hit? Oops — you died.
Axis born from boot and blade,
We ain't rebels — we're the RAID.
One dive, one wire, one spark ignite,
We the Anarchy kings — now goodnight.
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