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#warhammer #warhammerfantasy #warhammertheoldworld #tombkings #warhammer3 #totalwarwarhammer3 #warhammermusic #aimusic Lyrics: O Gods of Nehekhara, eternal in thy might, Ye who wert before the sun, who guard both day and night, Attend the call of thine servants, for thee we burn the flame, By breath of wind, by stone and dust, we call upon thy name. O Ptra, Great Father, whose gaze doth hold the sky, Pour forth thy golden chariot fire, and let the daemons die, O Neru, guardian of the moon, shield us from the evil, Hear our prayers, hear the voices of your people. O Gods of Nehekhara, hear thy children cry, From dunes to sacred river, beneath the endless sky. From tomb to temple’s pillar, from throne to warrior’s blade, Be near, eternal keepers, whose power shall not fade. O Djaf, Master of Jackals, grant onto us thy deathless wrath, Guard our tombs, guard our dead, and guard our path. O Geheb, god of earth, on whose breast the mountains rest, Give strength of steel to our arms, and stone to our chest. O Asaph, asp-queen, whose beauty is the spear, Send forth thy venom’s justice swift, to strike the hearts of fear. O Basth, soft-footed huntress, with feline emerald eyes, Bestow thy grace and quickness, as swift as panther strikes. O Gods of Nehekhara, hear thy children cry, From dunes to sacred river, beneath the endless sky. From tomb to temple’s pillar, from throne to warrior’s blade, Be near, eternal keepers, whose power shall not fade. O Khsar, faceless wind, whose breath devours the land, Drive storms upon our enemies, and scour them with thy sand. O Phakth, hawk of judgment, whose eye no sin can hide, Weigh well the souls of fallen kin, let thy scale be guide. O Qu’aph, serpent-lord, in whose coil all secrets dwell, Bind silent tongues of treachery, and strike the liar well. O Sokth, lord of scorpions, whose stings guard tomb and crown, Let none defile the royal rest, but strike the grave thieves down. O Gods of Nehekhara, hear thy children cry, From dunes to sacred river, beneath the endless sky. From tomb to temple’s pillar, from throne to warrior’s blade, Be near, eternal keepers, whose power shall not fade. O Tahoth, ibis-wise, whose scrolls the ages keep, Grant counsel to the troubled mind, wisdom wide and deep. O Ualatp, vulture-winged, whose carrion guard the slain, Bear warriors’ souls to endless war, and let them fight again. O Usirian, keeper of gates, whose scale the dead must face, Lead righteous souls to golden fields, and damn the faithless race. O all ye gods, whose hands doth hold the sky and lands, Receive the prayers of Nehekhara, and bless our ancient sands. O Gods of Nehekhara, hear thy children cry, From dunes to sacred river, beneath the endless sky. From tomb to temple’s pillar, from throne to warrior’s blade, Be near, eternal keepers, whose power shall not fade.