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Lament, but do not yield. Sons of Sanguinius—stand. Weeping heart on a checkered shield, yellow bowed with scars, Cursed with luck that always breaks, we march beneath the stars. Chain the Thirst, deny the Rage, brethren hold the line, For every life behind our backs, we pay in blood and time. O Sanguinius, hear our vow—through grief we still endure; If fate is thorns and bitter glass, our duty will be pure. We are the Lamenters—let our sorrow be the sword, We bleed so others breathe again, by grace of our Lord. Penitents of the Ninth, though our fortunes fall and fade, We’ll bear the grief of mankind’s night until the dawn is made. Badab’s fires crowned a tyrant’s pride, banners clawed the sky; Deceived, we bled in bitter war and learned the cost of lies. Ringed by bronze, we laid down arms, accepted shame and brand, A century of penitent stars—redemptions in our hands. Let judgment carve its tally deep; we answer, “Still we serve.” In loss we keep our mercy bright—the creed we won’t unlearn. We are the Lamenters—let our sorrow be the sword, We bleed so others breathe again, by grace of our Lord. Penitents of the Ninth, though our fortunes fall and fade, We’ll bear the grief of mankind’s night until the dawn is made. ] Eastern dark, a desperate call—hive shadows split the void; Kraken’s hunger found our line; our chapter near destroyed. We placed our hulls before the weak, the fleeing lights of men— If doom must choose, then choose our hearts; we’d make that choice again. Red Thirst, Black Rage—chain and bind, Hold fast, hold true, Protect mankind. For every tear our emblem weeps, Another soul the Emperor keeps. Inquisitor’s unforgiving gaze, the ledger marked in blame— Still we lift the broken up and speak Sanguinius’ name. Luck may shatter, fate may mock, yet hope is ours to lend; A thousand worlds of mourning song—the watch that does not end. We are the Lamenters—let our sorrow be the sword, We bleed so others breathe again, by grace of our Lord. Brothers of the grieving heart, though the galaxy betrays, We’ll carry light through endless night— —until the Emperor says, “Stay.” The Lamenters — cursed sons of Sanguinius, forever marked by sorrow and ill-fate. From the Badab War to the jaws of Hive Fleet Kraken, this chapter has stood as martyrs, bearing the grief of the Imperium so that others may live. This original Warhammer 40K song is a ballad of sacrifice, penance, and mercy — a hymn for the doomed yet unyielding warriors who carry the weeping heart upon a checkered shield. Lyrics written by me, performed by Suno AI for the community of Warhammer fans who know the tragedy of the IXth’s forgotten kin. May their lament be heard across the stars. If you enjoy this track, leave a comment, share it with fellow 40K fans, and subscribe for more Warhammer music anthems. #Warhammer40K #Lamenters #SpaceMarines #WarhammerMusic #40k