To purge all that infests We Capsuleers, we do it best Exalted holy soldiers are divine Bullets and blades, we carry the torch If they don't surrender, take them by force For the Imperium of Man At the emperor's command Chosen legions of the pilets Are his bloody red right hand For the caldari we are stand All our enemies be damned 'Till every planet, every star is The Imperium of Man