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The Spear Of The Sun Serpent - a Kroq-gar song

owned by GW. From the steaming veins of the jungle deep, Where the drums of war-gods wake from sleep, Beneath the ziggurats crowned in flame, A prophecy coils in a Saurus name. Spawned in glyphs of sacred scar, The Old Ones marked him—Kroq-Gar. Scaled in bronze and battle-scarred, The last defender, temple guard. Cold as stone yet wrath untamed, By ancient plaques his fate was named, Through jungle’s roar and comet’s fire, He walks the path of glyph and pyre. Pre-Chorus Hear the conches cry to war! Hear the jungle’s iron roar! By the will of star-born law, He strikes with sacred, serried claw! Chorus Hail the Spear of the Sun-Serpent bright! Hail the fang in the endless night! Riding forth where the warmbloods fall, Ancient wrath shall conquer all! In the name of the Old Ones’ flame, Let the stars remember his name— Kroq-Gar! Kroq-Gar! Lord of Itza, war incarnate! Verse II On Grymloq he rides, the thunder scaled, A living quake in jade-helmed mail. With every tread the earth complies, With every roar, a thousand die. The Hand of Gods blazes gold, A relic from the dawn of old, Forged in starfall, sunfire-cast, A spear to make the future past. Skinks chant in hissing harmony, Slann dream in vast eternity, Temple-guards in silence stand, Await the lift of his command. Pre-Chorus By sacred plaque and spawning pool, By comet’s arc and astral rule, No daemon’s lie nor ratmen swarm Can break the Saurus battle-form! Chorus Hail the Spear of the Sun-Serpent bright! Hail the fang in the endless night! Scaled and crowned in glyph-carved flame, Ruin answers to his name! In the shadow of the ziggurat star, The jungle knows who we are— Kroq-Gar! Kroq-Gar! Last Defender of Itza! Bridge Cold-blood! Star-blood! Spawn of war! Temple-born of Itza’s core! Xhotl! Tlanxla! Hexoatl’s cry! Let the warmblood empires die! From Lustria’s depths the war drums pound, Primeval fury, skyward-bound! Serpent banners, scaled and scarred, March beneath their living god! Breakdown He does not rage—he calculates. He does not fear—he eradicates. Where Chaos claws at sacred stone, He answers with a comet-throne. The plaques may crack, the stars may fall— But Kroq-Gar shall outlast all. Final Chorus Hail the Spear of the Sun-Serpent bright! Burn the heretic in solar light! Let the jungles shake and roar— The Old Ones reign forevermore! Raise the glyph and sound the scar— All hail mighty Kroq-Gar! Kroq-Gar! Kroq-Gar! Eternal Saurus! Living war! Outro Scaled in bronze… crowned in flame… Stars remember… his name… Kroq-Gar… Kroq-Gar… Spear of the Sun-Serpent… forever.