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Kansen of The Galactic Empire is me just using an excuse to use Azur Lane inspired art and a song based on community drawings inspired by the anime. All respect goes entirely to the artists who made these great pieces of art. MoeMorphism, Vectooek and turtlejumpANM. The reason i made this was because i will admit i watched far too much Azure Lane and decided to make a bonus video on it. P.s next video will be on the clones of the galactic republic as i promised my viewer who suggested it ======== Song: Suno & ChatGPT Editing: CapCut Artists who i used art from: MoeMorphism, Vectooek and turtlejumpANM ======== Lyrics: Verse 1: Born in flame, where the cosmos weep, Maids of war from eternal sleep. Crimson eyes in the shadowed light, Marching dreams into endless night. Steel laced fingers, a porcelain mask, Duty bound to the Empire’s task. Each of us, a story untold, Gilded wrath in obsidian gold. Verse 2: ⚔️ Raider-class: "Swift as whispers in midnight halls, I strike where the silence calls. Daggers dressed in dancer’s grace, A killer’s smile on a noble face." 📜 Arquitens: "I command with a diplomat’s flair, Lines are drawn with practiced care. My voice is law, my hands are fate— Tactics spun while enemies wait." Chorus: We are the girls of the endless fleet, Iron hearts with a rhythm sweet. Polished boots on the stars we tread, With fire in place of tears we shed. No mercy lives in a heart so pure, No peace comes 'til our strike is sure. From the smallest spark to the burning sun— We are the Empire, we are the gun. Verse 3🦁 Victory-class: "My name echoes in battle cries, With crimson cloaks and storm-gray skies. The matron of siege, the seasoned blade— Through firestorms, I never fade." 👑 Imperial-class: "I’m the standard, the peak, the throne— Unyielding steel and bone. A queen in white with an iron crown, When I arrive, all fall down." Verse 4: Our sisters rise with the surge of dread, Painted lips, and ribbons red. Laser arcs like a ballroom spin, War's a waltz that we always win. We fight not for joy, nor fear, nor fame— But to honor the Emperor’s name. Together strong, alone divine, A thousand hearts in perfect line. Chorus: We are the girls of the endless fleet, Iron hearts with a rhythm sweet. Hand in hand through stars we soar, With stories etched in ships of war. Each breath we take, a vow we swear, To burn through time, beyond despair. Painted eyes and polished chrome— We are the storm, and war’s our home. 🎭 Executor (Flagship Girl): "I wear silence like a regal veil, Too grand to bend, too cold to fail. One gaze, and the battle yields— For I am the dread that stalks the fields." 🌑 Death Star (Living Weapon Girl) "They call me a moon, but I am fate— A lonely girl with a loaded hate. I end what others cannot start, A black sun with a hollow heart."