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Warhammer 40k Metal Song: Butcherhorde

Warhammer 40k inspired Metal Song! Lyrics: Skulls for the throne! Blades never dull! Hear the chainaxes sing— KHÂRN! KHÂRN! KHÂRN! Born in the fire of broken oaths World Eaters loose from the chains Warbands collide under butchered stars Only one voice remains Ragged alliance of bloodlust steel Madmen bound by hate Khârn walks forward, piled with heads Fate carved by his gait Chainaxe sermon, gospel of war No prayer left uncut Every step is a death toll rung By the Betrayer’s bloodlust Diamor burns beneath our boots Amethal screams our name No retreat, no fractured will Only slaughter remains THE BUTCHERHORDE RISES BOUND BY THE WILL OF ONE STACK THE SKULLS OF ANGELS UNTIL THE GOD KING IS DONE HACK THEM DOWN — NO MERCY LET THE GALAXY WEEP HEADS AT THE FOOT OF THE THRONE KHORNE DEMANDS MORE! Blood Angels stand in bloody lines Gold split by roaring blows Heroic hearts torn from chests As the killing flows Daemon engines grind the ground Cultists chant through fire Daemon princes blot the sky Fueled by endless Fire Khârn laughs through the shelling storm A god inside his skin Every duel a sacred rite Where the axe digs in Cut off from Xorphas’ warpath Still the harvest grows Abaddon pulls the unseen strings And the slaughter goes THE BUTCHERHORDE RISES BOUND BY THE WILL OF ONE STACK THE SKULLS OF ANGELS UNTIL THE GOD KING IS DONE HACK THEM DOWN — NO MERCY LET THE GALAXY WEEP HEADS AT THE FOOT OF THE THRONE KHORNE DEMANDS MORE! Split the helm— Break the spine— Name your god AS YOU DIE Rip the wings— Claim the prize— AMETHAL SANCTIFIED SKULLS! SKULLS! SKULLS! No order, no peace, no end to the fight Only war hammered into the night Fractured horde, yet unified By the Betrayer’s sight From pit to palace, throne to star His path is paved with gore The worthiest fall, their heads torn free An offering of war THE BUTCHERHORDE RISES A HOWLING, ENDLESS STORM BLOOD ANGELS BROKEN IN KHORNE’S SAVAGE FORM CHAINAXES SERMONIZE AS THE HEAVENS BLEED HEADS AT THE FOOT OF THE THRONE KHORNE DEMANDS MORE! Skulls for the throne! Blades never dull! Khârn still walks— AND THE SLAUGHTER NEVER STOPS!