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The Firstborn March | Vostroyan Firstborn – Warhammer 40K Song

here is the lyrics :) Born beneath the iron winter, Cradled by the foundry’s breath, From our fathers we inherit Not their land But how they met their death. Names are scored in frozen ledgers, Blood and brass and sacred ink, Every child of Vostroya Is born already At the brink. We march so Vostroya endures, We march so the Imperium stands. By the God-Emperor’s eternal throne, Let our sons take up our hands. Let the tithe be paid in living steel, Let the void remember our name, We are Firstborn of the ancient debt, And we will pay it All the same. Fur and iron, oath and lasgun, Boots aligned on hive-worn stone, Every step a vow to Terra, Every breath Not our own. Hear the drums of ancient reckonings, Hear the trumpets call us forth, Not to glory, not to conquest But to vanish Into war. We march so Vostroya endures, We march so the Imperium stands. By the God-Emperor’s undying will, Let our sons take up our hands. If none return, then none have failed, If all are spent, we stand— For duty does not end in death, It is carried By command. Count the sons. Mark the names. Steel remembers what flesh cannot. Count the sons. Mark the names. We were sworn Before we were born. We march so Vostroya endures, We march until none remain. Let the tithe ships bear our regiments Through the void In His name. No banners raised for victory, No oaths of safe return Only drums and breath and ordered steps As the tithe gates Seal and burn. Firstborn in life. First claimed in death. For Vostroya. For the God-Emperor.