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Sanguinius - Fly, Broken Angel | Symphonic Metal Fan Song inspired by Warhammer 40K

Warhammer 40K inspired Symphonic Metal song about the Death of Sanguinius #music #metal #warhammer40k #symphonicmetal #sanguinius #bloodangels "Sanguinius. It should have been him. He has the vision and strength to carry us to victory, and the wisdom to rule once victory is won. For all his aloof coolness, he alone has the Emperor's soul in his blood. Each of us carries part of our father within us, whether it is his hunger for battle, his psychic talent or his determination to succeed. Sanguinius holds it all. It should have been his..." —Warmaster Horus Fly, Broken Angel | Symphonic Metal song was created by AI with Claude (Lyrics), Suno (Song) and Midjourney (Art) as an unoffical fan song for Sanguinius from Warhammer 40K Hope you like it 😁 Enjoy 😁 Lyrics: [Intro] They say there are moments... when the universe itself holds its breath. When the Warmaster turned, when half the Legions fell to darkness, when brother raised blade against brother and the Imperium burned... ...one stood perfect. Unbowed. Radiant. Sanguinius, the Angel. The Great Angel of Baal. He had seen his death. In visions. In dreams. In the warp's cruel whispers. He had walked toward it for years, knowing every step brought him closer to the end. But he climbed those steps anyway. To the Vengeful Spirit. To the throne room. To his father's side. Because some must fall... so that others may endure. This is the song of his sacrifice. This is the song... of when angels fall. [Instrumental Build - Orchestra Swelling] [Verse 1] Upon the walls of Terra's final stand Where brother faced his brother, blade in hand The golden son, with wings of purest white Ascended to his last and darkest fight The Angel knew the price that must be paid As crimson tears fell from his broken blade Above the throne where loyalty was torn He rose to face the shadow and the scorn [Pre-Chorus] The stars grew dim, the heavens held their breath As perfect beauty walked the path to death [Chorus] Fly now, broken angel, spread your wings one final time Though the light is fading and the bells refuse to chime Your sacrifice eternal, written in the Emperor's pain The noblest heart in all the void will never beat again Never beat again... [Verse 2] The Warmaster's eyes held only hate and flame No recognition left of he who bore that name The Angel wept for what his brother had become As talon pierced his heart and all fell silent, cold, and numb He could have struck with fury, could have matched the rage But mercy stayed his hand upon that final stage For in the monster's face he sought the friend he knew And in that hesitation, fell the perfect, fell the true [Pre-Chorus] The galaxy grew darker with his dying breath As beauty bowed before the throne of death [Chorus] Fly now, broken angel, spread your wings one final time Though the light is fading and the bells refuse to chime Your sacrifice eternal, written in the Emperor's pain The noblest heart in all the void will never beat again [Verse 3] Now his sons bear witness to the curse within their veins The Black Rage calls them backward to their father's dying pains They see through Sanguinius' eyes that final, fatal blow And fall into the madness of the Angel's last tableau Ten thousand years of mourning, yet the wound will never close Each Blood Angel remembers how the brightest star fell froze They paint their armor crimson for the blood their father shed And rage against the darkness in the name of their honored dead [Pre-Chorus] His legacy of sorrow echoes through the endless years His sons still fight his final fight through blood and rage and tears [Chorus] Fly now, broken angel, though your wings are stained with red The Emperor holds you closer, cradling your noble head Your sons will bear your sorrow through ten thousand years of night Remembering the moment when the Angel lost his light [Final Chorus] Fly now, broken angel, though your wings are stained with red The Emperor holds you closer, cradling your noble head Your sons will bear your sorrow through ten thousand years of night Remembering the moment when the Angel lost his light When Terra lost her light... When hope... lost... its light... [Outro] And in the golden halls, a father's tears still fall For the son who gave his life, the brightest son of all...