The Royal Guard

(Intro)
Clear the runway, clear the lane
The Shock Trooper train is back again
Commander Jesse’s got the rhythm and the roll
Imperial dominance is the only goal
Listen up rebels, they’re about to wire
The ultimate anthem: LONG LIVE THE EMPIRE!

(Verse 1)
Got the crimson paint slapped on the suit
Commander Jesse’s yelling, "Polish up the boot!"
They are the Shock Troopers, loud and proud
Dropping the bass and dispersing the crowd
They raided the pantry, they emptied the bins
Stealing the rations is where it begins
They stuffed every bucket until they grew round
Now they’re the bowling balls shaking the ground
They are the bowling balls and they roll through the mire
Now look at the camera — LONG LIVE THE EMPIRE!

(Chorus)
They are the bowling balls and they roll through the fight!
Striking like a strike on a cosmic night!
Pins knocking down when the Shock Troopers march
Perfect precision under the grand arch
They got a perfect score and they’re wanting some more!
Jesse’s at the front and he’s setting the pace
Shouting "Strike!" while they blast you to outer space!
Raise up the anthem, scream it out higher:
LONG LIVE THE EMPIRE!

(Verse 2)
Jesse’s in the back doing victory spins
While the heavy repeaters knock 'em down like pins
They are the Shock Troopers, breaking your lane
The ultimate train bringing premium pain
Guardians keeping Emperor Kivelet secure
Ensuring his reign remains absolute and pure
That's why they're spherical, heavy, and sleek
Rolling right through you because you are weak
They don't need aiming tips, they just open up fire
Line 'em up, knock 'em down — LONG LIVE THE EMPIRE!

(Chorus)
They are the bowling balls and they roll through the fight!
Striking like a strike on a cosmic night!
Pins knocking down when the Shock Troopers march
Perfect precision under the grand arch
They got a perfect score and they’re wanting some more!
Jesse’s at the front and he’s setting the pace
Shouting "Strike!" while they blast you to outer space!
Raise up the anthem, scream it out higher:
LONG LIVE THE EMPIRE!

(Verse 3)
Red stripes charging down the narrow hall
Watch the rebel alliance crumble and fall
They are the Shock Troopers, taking the floor
Leaving you flat when they finish the chore
Sneaking the supply packs right past the guards
Eating up rations in all the shipyards
No time to breathe and no time to pray
Commander Jesse is clearing the runway today
They are the bowling balls and they roll with desire
To flatten the galaxy — LONG LIVE THE EMPIRE!

(Outro)
Commander Jesse just bowled a perfect game!
They are the Shock Troopers! They roll, you fold!
Eating all the rations, bowling balls all day!
Keeping the throne secure and well-fed!
One more time for the guys in the back:
LONG LIVE THE EMPIRE!

Hip Hop, R&B, Cinematic, Epic, Male Vocals, Singing-Rapping (Melodic Rap), Harmonized Vocals, Drums, French Horn, Piano, Trombone, Violin, Moderate (76-108 BPM), Nostalgic, Heroic, Female Vocals, Upbeat, Motivational, Energetic