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Seven-ten, eyes in the sky.
You fly blind without us.
Bandbox — locked on. Let’s go.

Boots in the dark, minds sharp like a razor,
Surveillance kings, controllers, no chaser.
Pushing steel birds through a warzone dance,
We clear the sky, you just pull the stance.

Radar gods with the killzone view,
You're up there, 'cause we told you to.
Think you're top gun? You're a blip in our plan,
Without 710, you're a dead man.

They fly high, but we draw the lines,
Trigger the chaos, silence the signs.
No glory without us, no war you can trust,
We're the unseen blade — you're nothing without us!

We speak in code, twist fate like a knife,
Guardians of airspace, gamblers with life.
You flex for the press, we ghost in the zone,
One wrong call, and you're never home.

No medals, just missions, no sleep, just heat,
Battlefield chess and we never retreat.
From console to combat, our reach is tight —
Bandbox runs it, day and night.

They fly high, but we draw the lines,
Trigger the chaos, silence the signs.
No glory without us, no war you can trust,
We're the unseen blade — you're nothing without us!


You want the kills?
We paint the kill zone.
You want the crown?
We built the throne.

They fly high, but we own the skies,
We whisper death, where the silence lies.
Steel and smoke, command in our trust —
Bandbox rules it — you’re NOTHING without US!