[The Space Shanty Contest [Winners Announced]!]

Come one come all, frames short frames tall, our ships will rise, Grineer will fall, and we’ll gather ‘round the loot we haul.

We sing for our ship, and the captain too, we rise to defend the earth so blue, and when we fight we’re backed by our crew.

We mod up our guns to make fights shorter, when we give chase they’ll run in disorder, and we’ll spend no dime to give them quarter.

We bullet jump, we run and gun, we spin to win and when we do, the damage goes out and credits come in.

When we slay the last foe, we’ll laugh and we’ll cheer, we stand as Tenno, we fear no Grineer.

Our guns have burned hot, our wings have been tested, we’ve flown through the fires and never been bested, so bring on the infested.