Why is that song so goddamn catchy?

When der Emperor says, "We are the Master race!"
We HAIL! HAIL! Right in der Emprah's face!
Not to love der Emprah is a big disgrace,
So we HAIL! HAIL! Right in der Emprah's face!

When the Emprah says "We'll never work like slaves!"
WE HAIL! HAIL! Yet still, we work like slaves!
While our glorious Emprah, rots, and stinks, and raves,
We HAIL! HAIL And work into our graves!

When the Emprah yells "I GOTTA HAVE MORE SHELLS!"
We HAIL! HAIL! For him we make more shells.
If but one loose shell, would BLOW HIM STRAIGHT TO- BLAM!
WE HAIL! HAIL! And wouldn't THAT be swell?

We HAIL!

HAIL!

RIGHT IN

DER

EMPRAH'S

FAAAAAAAAAAAAACE!

>>16346534
I'm not sure what to make of that space marine's hips

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S-PZVrWvJM0

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Animation Major here, this is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen.

>>16347865
I'm glad. Found this in the deepest pits of the 4chanarchiver, lost to sup/tg/ in the days when it did not yet accept eight digits. It came and went in very, very few posts. Like the flash of a dying star. Polished the lyrics up a bit, made some mistakes myself, and reposted it for your viewing pleasure. I don't have the slightest idea who made it, because he was anonymous, or where the drawfaggotry for it came from, because no artist was cited.

It's a little-known mystery of /tg/.

That horrible dream about living on Terra makes me proud to be a heretic in the Eye of Terror.

So proud, I wrote a song about it.

I'm proud to be a heretic
'Cause at least I know I'm free
And I won't forget how Horus died
To grant those rights to me

Rather amusing, and somehow fitting.

This deserves a bump

>>16348040
Oh
My
God

PLEASE CONTINUE

You know we used to have 40k song threads were people took songs and made them of course about 40k pretty self explanatory.

My favorites were the Sabaton and ManoWar ones that some anon did. IG, SM and CSM. They were delicious/ Still can't listen to Sabaton without thinking about that

OP, this is brilliant.

It has to star Cultist-chan instead of Donald Duck, dreaming that she's a manufactorum worker in the Imperium, then waking up and being relieved that she's safe and sound in the comfy, friendly Eye of Terror.

>>16346534

Into the Motherland the hordes of chaos March!

In the great Imperium, Summer M40-93
Tanks line up in thousands, as far the eye can see
Ready for the onslaught, ready for the fight
Waiting for the traitors, to march into the trap

Assassins creep in darkness
In the cover of the night
Waiting for the moment
When the time is right

Imminent invasion
Imminent attack
Once the battle's started
There's no turning back

The end of the [Black] Crusade draws near
Its time has come to an end
The end of an era is near
It's time to attack

Into the Motherland the hordes of chaos march!
Guardsmen, stand side by side, to stop their evil charge
Daemons on holy soil Thunder in the east.
One billion men at war, Imperial wrath unleashed

Fields of unnamed colony, feel the heat of battle burned
Suffered heavy loses losses, the tide of war has turned
Driving back the traitors, fighting on four fronts
drive them Off of this world, out of Imperim
Reinforce the frontline, force the traitors to retreat
Send in all the reserves, securing their defeat
Soldiers of Imperium broke their Citadel
"Ruined Black Crusaders: traitors rest in hell"

The end of the [Black] Crusade draws near
Its time has come to an end
The end of an era is near
It's time to attack

Into the Motherland the hordes of chaos march!
Guardsmen, stand side by side, to stop their evil charge
Daemons on holy soil Thunder in the east.
One billion men at war, Imperial wrath unleashed

Oh, great Imperium, union of worlds
Will of the Emperor, spreading his word
Oh, great Imperium, union of worlds
Once more victorious, the Imperium stands

The end of the [Black] Crusade draws near
Its time has come to an end
The end of an era is near
It's time to attack

Into the Motherland the hordes of chaos march!
Guardsmen, stand side by side, to stop their evil charge
Daemons on holy soil Thunder in the east.
One billion men at war, Imperial wrath unleashed

>>16350713
KRAK OV DER LIGHTNIN' SPLITTIN THE GROUND!
DAKKA GUNZ SOUNDIN! DER KANNONZ IZ POUNDIN!
FIGHTAS IS FLYIN OUTTA DA FOG
BOMMIN DA HUMIES TO ZOG!

ASTARTES!

If there's something strange in your neighborhood...Who you gonna call?

ASTARTES!

If there's something weird, and it don't look good, who you gonna call?

ASTARTES!
(I aint fraid of xenos x2)

If you're seeing daemons in your head, who can you call?

ASTARTES!

Got a little blue man, sleeping in your bed, who you gonna call?

ASTARTES!

(I aint fraid of xenos)
Who you gonna call?

ASTARTES!

If you're all alone, pick up the phone...and call...ASTARTES!

I aint fraid of xenos (I hear they like the girls), I ain fraid of xenos (Yeah yeah yeah yeah!)

Who you gonna call? ASTARTES!

If you've had a dose of freak xenos, baby, better call...ASTARTES!

The Codex Astartes does not support this song.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LfmrHTdXgK4

CAIN! AAAAA-AAAH! Savior of the Imperium! CAIN! AAAA-AAAH! He'll save every one of us!

(Announcer: Seemingly there is no reason for these extraordinary intergalactic upsets)
(Ghazghkull Thraka: AH HAHAHAHAHAHA!)
(Colonel Kasteen: What's happening, Kain?)
(Announcer: Only Inquisitor Vail, of the Ordo Xenos, has provided -any- explanation)

CAIN! AAA-AAH! He's a miracle!

(Announcer: This morning's unprecedented solar eclipse is -no- cause for alarm)

CAIN! AAAA-AAAH! KING OF THE IMPOSSIBLE!

HE'S FOR EVERY ONE OF US, STAND FOR EVERY ONE OF US, SAVE WITH HIS MIGHTY HANDS EVERY MAN EVERY WOMAN EVERY CHILD IN A SUDDEN FLASH...

(Ork: Warboss Ghazghkull, Ciaphas Cain iz approachin'!)
(Ghazghkull Thraka: Whaddaya mean, "Ciaphas Cain approachin'?! OPEN FIRE! ALL DAKKA! Dis-patch deff dread Meta-head ta bring back da bodee!)

CAIN! AAAA-AAAH!

(Kasteen: Cain's...alive?!)


CAIN! AAAA-AAAH! He'll save every one of us! Just a man, with a man's courage. Nothing but a man, but the Empreror's own. No man but the pure of heart, may stand before the Throne, oh-ooooh...

(Kasteen: Cain, Cain, I love you, but we only have fourteen hours to save the planet!)
CAIN!
(Sad thing is that I can see this happening in-universe)

Needs more lyrics, now!

BUMP

i love you /tg/

by the way never forget this list

http://1d4chan.org/wiki/Grimdark_Songwriting

Dedicated to all Rogue Trader players...

Ah shit! Get your spacesuits ready, we're about to throw down! Everybody in the place, hit the fucking deck, but stay on your motherfucking toes! We runnin this, let's go...

I'm on a ship, motherfucker, take a look at me, sailing through space like a boat at sea, busting through the warp, looking totally hip, you can't stop me motherfuckers, cause I'm on a ship!

Take a pict-cap, trick, I'm on a ship, bitch, drinking old amasec cuz I'm so rich, I got my power armor, and my power sword, I'm flipping planets, and you at forges, fucking being bored.

I'm riding on a demon, killing cults and shit, the priest is screaming I'm a heretic, but this aint the Eye, this is real as it gets, I'm on a ship, motherfucker, don't you ever forget!

I'm on a ship and it's going fast and I got a full regimental command, I'm the kind of a world, on a ship like Leo, if you're down dirtside, then you're not me, oh...

Get the fuck up, this ship is real!
Fuck worlds, I'm on a ship, motherfucker!
Fuck trees, I chop xenos, motherfucker!
I'm the deck with my boys, motherfucker!
The warp engine makes noise, motherfucker!

Emprah, if you could see me now, arms spread wide on the starboard bow, gonna fly this ship to the far Halo, like Captain Harlock, anything is possible!

Never thought I'd be on a ship, beating press-gangers with whips...
Emperor, look at me, oh...
Never thought I'd see the day, with a warp ship coming my way...
Damn the torpedoes now...Here come the tau!


We're on a ship! We're on a ship! Everybody look at us, cuz we're flying on a ship! We're on ship! We're on a ship! Take a good hard look at the motherfucking ship!

Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of Excess;
He is carving out perfection from the weakness of the flesh,
He hath loosed the fateful beauty of His chosen and his blessed,
His Thirst is marching on!

Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
His Thirst is marching on!

I have seen Him in the eddies of a hundred twisting threads,
They have builded Him an altar in the halls of hallowed Red,
I can hear His righteous sentence in the whispers of the dead,
His Change is marching on!

Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
His Change is marching on!

I have read a fiery gospel writ in bloodied rows of steel:
"As ye deal with my servents, to my power do ye kneel;
Let your hatred, born of vengeance, crush your faithful with your heel,
Since War is marching on!"

Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Since War is marching on!"

He has boiled forth the cauldron that shall never feed defeat;
He has festered in the blood of men before His rotting seat:
Oh, be split, my sores, to answer Him! Be festering, my meat!
Our Plague is marching on!

Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Our Plague is marching on!

In the fester of Old Terra, He was born in starry seas,
With a hatred for his people and deafness to their pleas,
As He died to make men servants, let us die to make men Free!,
His Corpse is rotting on!

Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
His Corpse is rotting on.

It is coming like the thunder of the shore upon the wave!
It is Wisdom to the mighty, it is Succour to the brave!
So Sol shall be its heartland, and the soul of Time its slave!
The Warp is marching on!

Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
The Warp is marching in!

Please allow me to introduce myself
I'm a man of wealth and taste
I've been around for a long, long year,
Stole many a man's soul and faith
I was 'round when old Horus
Had his moments of doubt and pain
Made damn sure that Chaos
Cured his wounds, and stole his game
Pleased to meet you!
Hope you guess my name.
But what's puzzling you is the nature of my game...
Hung around at Caliban
When I saw it was time for a change
Took the Angels and their servitors
El'Johnson screamed in vain
I rode a tank, held lord general's rank,
When the great siege raged
and the bodies stank
Pleased to meet you! Hope you guess my name!
Ah, what's puzzling you is the nature of my game, oh yeah.
I watched with glee while your Astartes fought a hundred decades for the gods they made.
I shouted out, who killed the Emperor
When after all, it was me for sure.
Let please introduce myself, I'm a man of wealth and taste.
And I laid traps for the admirals, who got killed before they reached their bays.
Pleased to meet you, hope you guess my name! But what's puzzling you is the nature of my game, oh yeah.
Just as every Arbites is a murderer, and all the sinners saints, as heads is tails, please call me Tzeentch the Great, cause I'm in need of some restraint.
So if you meet me, have some courtesy
Have some sympathy, and some taste.
Use all your well-learned politics,
Or I'll lay your soul to waste.
Pleased to meet you, hope you guessed my name!

>>16352194

OK, this is the best one.

Eisenstein
After Jeff Wayne

There were ships all shapes and sizes
Anchored over Isstvaan Four
And brave battle-brothers landing
To make war on alien shores
Unaware of the betrayers
Loading up their virus mines
Standing brave between them
There lay Eisenstein

Moving swiftly at the warning
Engines blazing as she came
Pursued by the vile Typhus
Lashing out with bolt and flame
Sensing victory was nearing
Thinking valor may still shine
Loyalists started cheering
'Come on Eisenstein!'
'Come on Eisenstein!'

The Terminus Est pursued, but the Eisenstein sped on, diving into the gravity well of a nearby moon. As the mighty warship was forced to cut off the pursuit, the Eisenstein limped off, crippled.

Cracking hulls and burning circuits
Shockwaves piercing every deck
Dashing dreams of loyal assistance
As they watched the limping wreck
With the smoke of battle clearing
Garro lost in space and time
Forever disappearing
Farewell Eisenstein!
Forever disappearing
Farewell Eisenstein!


When the battle was over, the little frigate had limped into the Warp. The Eisenstein was gone, and the loyalists still fighting no longer had any hope of rescue. The leaden sky was lit by flash after flash as virus bomb after virus bomb dropped on the doomed planet, and no one and nothing was left now to fight the traitors. Isstvaan belonged to Horus.

And so Pius went beyond the Terran shields, to the tiny craftworld of the Farseer

Farseer:
War begins, and then war ends
And then war begins once again
It is grim darkness now, it was grim darkness before
It will surely be grim darkness again

Pius:
Farseer, I have come to you
Here on this uncertain moon
Do we, the IG, have any hope?
Or are my people doomed?

>>16352838

Farseer:
I look into the cycles of time
Not very clearly, mind you
I gaze into the future-past
And I see the IG are through

But Pius, you'll be the last to die
And there is something else I see
The Ruinous Powers will be destroyed
At the hands of the last IG

Pius:
Are you certain, Farseer?

Farseer:
War begins, and then war ends
And then war begins once again
It is grim darkness now, it was grim darkness before
...it will surely be grim darkness again

now, I don't know that much about Warhammer 40K...

but goddammit did I lol hard

Stuck inside this Dreadnought
Trapped inside forever
Never climbing any
Stairs again
I'm a bluuue
astartes
bluuue astartes
bluuue

Oh well I'll never get out of here
I guess I'll give my brothers some aid
gonna purge some xenos scum
just don't send me a melta grenade

cos I'll never get out of here
(cos he'll never get out of there)

Well the Ork exploded with mighty smash
as I tore into his skull
and next one died as the first one fell
to His almighty will

This Dread's havin fun
this Dread's havin fun

And a Killa Kan was turned to jam
When he turned to run

From the Dread havin fun
The Dread havin fun

Well the Ork Mob gave a terrified cry, as I burnt them with my gun
and their skin was burning with an awful smell burning hotter than the sun

I'm a Dread havin fun
a Dread havin fun

Well night was falling on the Xenos world
yet still I cut them down
And their death cries rang in the cold night air
with me purging all around

Dread havin fun
Dread havin fun

And while I trudge
I won't hold a grudge
For I'll slaughter evermore

Cos I'm a Dread havin fun
a Dread havin fun

Go go chaos rangers!
Mighty warping chaos rangers!

Fly me trough the warp.
Let me play among the stars.
Let me see what spring is like, on Cadia and Mars.

>>16352316

I came.

Bumping for more lyrics.

>>16352460
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QkjKQmjLLxY&feature=related

>>16353381
make one yourself, it's not too hard

>>16352022
That post cured my asma.

wotz all dis den?

>>16353977
>asma
too bad there isn't a cure for stupidity

>captcha: istvain fixed
yeah, we try to sort these retards out, but it's a losing battle captcha.

>>16353997
Sorry for offending you with my existance guy, dont be mad over it.

My son Made Sergeant the other day
He rose through the ranks in the usual way
But there were WAAAGHs to smash, and Xeno's to slay
He learned to lead, while I way away.
N' He was Captain 'fore I knew it
And As he grew he'd say
I'm gonna be like you (dad) you know I'm gonna be like you

And the Hammer's in the Warroom on the Silver Plaque
The Man standing tall as he's shouting attack
When you coming home dad? I don't know when
I'll sure we'll have a good time then ( son)
You know we'll have a good time then.

My Son Ranked up the other day; He said
Thanks for the sword, now common dad, lets slay!
Can you teach me the warp?
I said not today. I got a lot to do
He said "thats ok"
'N as he walked away his smile never dimmed and said
"I'm gonna be like him ( yeah) you know I'm gonna be like him

And the Hammer's in the Warroom on the Silver Plaque
The Man standing tall as as he's shouting attack
When you comming back, dad? I don't know when
I'm sure we'll get together then (son)
I'm sure we'll have a good time then.

Well he came from the Crusade the other day
So much like man I had to say
Son I'm proud of you, can you stay for a while?
He shook his head, and he said with a smile
What I'd really like, Dad, 's to be Warmaster of the armies
See you later , can I have them please?

And the Hammer's in the Warrom on the silver plaque
The Man standing tall as he's shouting attack
When you comming home (son) I don't know when
I'm sure we'll get to gether then (dad)
I know we'll have a good time then.

>>16354225
My empire burns in fire
My sons Broke away
I called him out, the other day
I said " I will defeat you for my mankind"
He said You fool, they are all now mine"
" You see the worlds are all crumbling, And this one will too.
But it's been sure nice talking with you, dad. It's been sure nice talking to you."

And as we fell to the ground, it occurred to me
My son was JUST like me
He'd gown up, JUST like me.

Oh the Hammer's in the Warrom on the Silver Plaque
The man standing tall as he's shouting attack
When you Coming back dad?
I don't know when
I'm sure we'll get together then (Son)
"I'm sure we'll have a good time then....

>>16354225
>>16354231
God damn you for making me cry like that.

>>16354261
talk to your subordinates before its too late

>>16352838

Oh yeah, sorry, forgot to link source material:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=89Gi7N3Rxag The Time Prophet song in the episode Brigadoom, of the television series Lexx, season 2.

>>16346613

YOU GLORIOUS BASTARDS. You reminded me of the Krieg rhyme I wrote ages ago on /tg/, just searched madly for it, finally found it. Here we go.

Sitting in my trench unable to see straight,
watching artillerymen load and calculate,
behind the rain streaked frontline scenes bleak, another
dropship arrives from home, deploying its men with a low groan.
Fire-streaked skies made of stone, Kriegers cloned at home, I vox HQ with a drone,
Leave your goodbyes at home and come along,
I bought my Commisar his lasgun and rationpack
digging back, started speakin'
He was tweakin' with the peak of his cap
While I'm seekin' to discover what it takes to stay in cover
And uncover my mistakes,
try to maybe make sense of the evidence
It's over, Kriegs gone for good
Why should I lie, singin' a Krieger's lullaby
Identified by the dying ring of Her goodbye
The last thing you hear before your life disappears.

Now it just gets worse, like my mask'll burst,
feel like we been cursed.
With so many millenia of bitter memories
And inadequacies, previous trenches and siege
I'm movin' round Terranis for the last time
Scene of their past crimes, ghosts been here for lifetimes
Hearin' the chimes of the old clocks that used to mock
They got eternity for takin' stock,
Basilisk is like a padlock
You look shocked.
Trust me, nothing ever moves but the dust,
There's just us and we're here to guard, never cease
And that's how its been for centuries
Us and our memories, till you brought the keys
Took a couple centuries
We moved on passin' from fighting and bruisin'
Seven hundred years since I came here
You appear, same hair, same quizzical stare
we couldn't get near,
Krieger's really cursed, thought we'd been through the worst part
That was just the first part, just the start
Every night we'd be sitting with dread, breaking my heart
In case the base we'd been guarding falls and it grates,
we just can't escape, all in bad shape
You left and now it's more than we can take
So we do all we can to no avail
Sounding the death knell, sinkin' deeper into Krieger's hell.

I'm getting heated, so sorry, sit and hear me
I need to release my Krieger's chest from just a piece of this pressure
Unless an escape route is found,
we're going down without a sound
Into lifetimes of pain, can you tell
The heaviest chains are contained in the sound of one shell
So we're referred back to hell, huh
Just as well, I hate 'nids and lictors and the thought
of our evictors.

Emperor I'm going insane with pain
I dream of Krieg and Terranis over and over again
And the results always the same,
Heresy, a thousand shells and oh warp it's always hard,
Emperor, of course I'm crying fellows,
undermanned Terranis is next,
Warp, it's all going to hell infact,
I'm mad vex, the way 'nids barrel into my chest,
Just like Krieg falling in M33,
Pity me, while Terranis falls, no cover,
I stare and suffer in despair while they bury me bare,
Noone else is out there
I move quick, I want to try my vox one last time
You know it's possible to find me online
When vox casts in the sunshine
So I'm tryin' to change, key in to any human pitch,
Which reminds me how I used to come unstitched
And switch 'round the field in a blind rage
It took years and an warps worth of tears to find the key to this
cage
And write another stage into a new age,
it's difficult to gauge
Emperor I know that I'll see you again, on that you may depend
I just don't know how or when
Sleep on sweet Krieg I'm gone.

Emperor take me home under steel skies
Knowing I'm prone to many tries, but unknown for telling lies
And what I dont verbalize he can see behind my eyes
The why oh why's that identify Krieger lullabies
And he surmised
No surprise couldn't hear that
Closed my eyes as he steered the Thunderhawks home again
Not knowing how and not knowing when.

i was gonna do one about a Dreadnaught, for the song "One" by Metallica, until I realized that I didn't have to change any of the lyrics.

This is the greatest and best song in the world's...tribute.

Long time ago, me and my battle brother Kyras here, we were walking down a long and lonesome road, and all of a sudden, there shined a shiny daemon...in the middle of the road.
AND HE SAID!
"Play the best song in the galaxy...or I'll eat your souls!"
Well me and Kyras, we looked at each other...and WE EACH SAID...
Okay.
And we played the first thing that came to our heads, just so happened to be, the best song in the world, it was the best song in the world.
Look into our eyes and it's easy to see, one and one make two two and one make three, it was destiny...
Needless to say...the beast was stunned. A whip-crack came from its tail, and the beast was done. He asked us...
"Be you daemons?"
And we said, "Nay, we're Emperor's Sons! ROCK!"
Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh-ah-ah,
Ohhh, whoah, ah-whoah-oh!
This is not...the greatest song in the world, nah...this is just a tribute. And the peculiar thing is this, my friend, the song we sang on that fateful night didn't actually sound anything like this song! This is just a tribute!

HAVE S'MORE

Oh! It's a Lovely War!

Up to your waist in slaughter,
Up to your mask in slush,
Using the kind of language
That makes the Commisars blush;
Who wouldn't join the guard,
That's what we all enquire,
Pity not the poor heretics
when we purge with holy fire.

Ave Imperator! It's a lovely war,
Who wouldn't be a Krieger, eh ?
Digging trenches fills our days

As soon as trench is dug,
We fill them with the dead,
We wake when roused by Sergeant,
and we bring our lasguns to bed
What do you want with melta and plas
Better than what the xenos has
Over the top, aim and fire,
Hundreds of corpses fill the mire!

When does a guardsman grumble ?
When does a Krieger make a fuss ?
No one is more contented,
across the galaxy than us.
Oh, it's a grim life, boys,
Really, we endure it so;
We cant never go on leave,
there's really nowhere to go.

Come to the Cadian Gate, boys,
and Armaggedon too,
and every morning the Emperor,
puts his faith in you.
Any complaints this morning?
Do we complain ? Not we.
Cause if we do the Commisar
might overheard an*BLAM*

AN'MORE

Men of Praetoria, stop your dreaming,
Can't you see their chainblades gleaming
See the heretics banners streaming
To this battlefield
Men of Praetoria, stand your ground
It cannot be ever said
Your courage nay be found
With your guns, into dust they be pound
From the plasteel bunkers around
Let our proud song be sound
Summon all at sweet Praetoria's call
The heretical force surrounding
Men of Praetoria on to glory
In the Emperor's eyes be lauded,
Hold these words close to mind,
heretics will not victory find.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sL9hooe-yKQ

We are diseased if you please
We are diseased if you don't please
You say that Papa Nurgle's gifts are vile
But if you try them we think they will make you smile

Sister, do you see those crops all across the ground?
Yes, sister
Maybe our rotten love could turn them brown
If we make this world love Nurgle fervently
There will be much plague for you, and rot for me

Do you hear what I hear, a Guardsman cry?
When we are finding Guardsman there is many men nearby
If we be finding Guardsman's friends there could be
Plenty plague for you and also some for me

WHATS THAT MOTHERFUCKERS? YOU WANT MORE?
HAVE SOME

He was just a green whiteshield and he surely shook with fright.
He checked off his voxcaster and made sure his gravchute was set right,
He had to sit and listen to the lightning engines roar.
You ain't gonna jump no more.

Glory, glory, what a hell of way to fly,
Glory, glory, what a hell of way to fly,
Glory, glory, what a hell of way to die.
He ain't gonna jump no more.

"I demand satisfaction!" cried the sergeant through his vox,
Our Guardsman stuck his courage, and then they threw him from the box,
He jumped into the icy blast, his gravchute failed to ignite.
And he ain't gonna jump no more.

He pressed the rune, he said his prayers, he waited for the shock
He felt the flak, he felt the warp, he felt the awful drop.
The flames from the chute burst out and engulfed his legs.
And he ain't gonna jump no more.

The vox-mask swung around his neck, lasgun cracked upon his dome.
Ammo webbing choked and knotted around his noble bones.
The flak-lines became his shroud, he hurtled to the ground.
And he ain't gonna jump no more.

The days he spent in His service rushed all through his mind
He thought about Emperor on Terra, the world he left behind.
He thought about the medicae and wondered what they'd find.
And he ain't gonna jump no more.

The medicae were never there, the chimeras burnt and shelled.
Heretics rolled up their sleves, for another day in hell.
For it had been but a night since last a 'chute had failed.
And he ain't gonna jump no more.

He hit the ground, the sound was "Splat," his blood went spurting high.
His comrades were never heard, in the air they died.
He lay there cursing the warp in the welter of his gore.
And he ain't gonna jump no more.

There was blood upon the vox, there were brains upon the 'chute.
Intestines were a-dangling from his Elysian suit.
He was a mess, they picked him up and drank him from his boots.
And he ain't gonna jump no more.

Well how do you do, young Shas'La Mac Brai'd
Do you mind if I sit here down by your shrine's side,
And rest for a while 'neath the warm Sa'Cea sun?
I've been working all day, and I'm nearly done
I see by your name that as a Firewarrior you were new
When you joined the Damocles war in 742
I hope you died well, and I hoped they aimed true
Or, Shas'la Mac Brai'd, was it gruesome for you?

Did the Fio carry you slowly
Did the Por play lowly
Did the Aun chant as they lowered you down?
Did the Por play the last post and chorus
And did the Aun say what Great Good you did for us?

Ultramarine, Ultramarine, please take me with you
The battle lies far in the Eye
Ultramarine, Ultramarine, don't leave me alone
I want to fly out on your Quest

I'm waiting, I'm waiting, to stand by your side
To fight with you over the stars
The're calling, they're calling, I have to be there
Holy Terra has to be free

Fight the good fight
Believe what is right
Ultramarine, Lord of the Realm
Fight the good fight
With all your might
Ultramarine, Lord of the Realm

We're marching, we're marching to a land far from home
No-one can say who'll return
For Emperor's sake, we'll take our revenge
On the Xenos from out of the East

We ultras are coming, with swords held on high
United by Faith and the cause
The Traitor heathen will soon taste our steel
Our standards will rise 'cross the worlds

To battle, to battle, the Tyranid hordes
We follow the spiritual liege
Onward, ride onward, into the fight
We carry the sign of the Aquila

Warlords of Ultramar, Knights of the Realm
Spilling their blood in the stars
Ultramarine, Ultramarine , the legend is born
The future will honour your deeds

My mind is clearer now...
At last, all too well, I can see where we all soon will be.
If you strip away...
the myth from the man, you will see where we all soon will be.

FATHER!
I've started to believe the things they say of you
I really do believe this talk of gods is TRU-UE!
And all the lies you've told will soon get swept away
You've begun to matter more than the things you say!

Listen, father, I don't like what I see
Do you know of what Sejanus showed me?
And I thought that...
I'd been your favored son all along...
You have set them all on fire
Soon they will view you as Messiah
But you'll never let them know they're wrong

I remember when this whole thing began.
No talk of gods then -- we called you a man
And I thought that...
My admiration for you'd never die
But every word you say today
Gets twisted 'round some other way
And you'll never let them know you've lied

>>16356472

Oh, Terra, your famous son
Should have stayed a great unknown
Hiding out behind the scenes
Always unseen
A few ships, a small warband
Would have done the Emprah grand
He'd have caused nobody harm
No one alarm

Listen father,
Do you care for your race?
Don't you see you must give up your place?
You have got to die
Or else I know how screwed the people are!
And my allies all agree
That the next ruler should be me!
We must crush you or you'll go too far!
Yes you'll go too far!

Listen father to the warning I give
You must leave the throne if you want to live
And we're coming there to Terra, closer now with every hour!
All your followers are blind!
Too much "Emprah" on their minds!
It was beautiful but now it's sour
Yes it's all gone sour!

Listen father to the warning I give!
You must leave the throne if you want to live!
[song devolves into frantic vocalization]

Oi, damn me boyz, da squigs...da squigs iz callin'
Frum glen ta glen, and down da mountain side
Da summa's gonn and all da grots iz dyin
Tis u muss go and me dat stays

But kumm ya back wen da foight iz ovver
Or wen all da muckin about iz dun
Kuz I'll b heer, I will nott run fer cover
I'm da boss, dat means I'll never run

An' iff u kumm wen all da grots are cryin'
if itz meeb dats krumped, as krumped I mebbe
I 'ope you gits'll find out ware I'm lyin
An dat you'll drink sum squig-beer jus fer me

An I'll hear, tho soft ya gits muck around meeb
An all me Waaagh will mor dedd killy be
An yuse'll raise a new Waaagh 'round meeb
An I'll sleep an dreem ur still foightin fer meeb
An I'll sleep an dreem ur still foightin fer meeb

Throw your soldiers into positions once there is no escape, and they will prefer death to flight.

Hear the sound of the heavy stubber
Hear it echo in the night
Mortars firing, rains the scene
Scars the fields that once were green
It's a stalemate at the front line
Where the soldiers rest in mud
Rosen habs, all is gone
There's no glory to be won

Know that many men will suffer
know that many men will die
Half a million lives at stake
At the fields of Paschen Hive
And as night falls the general calls and the battle carries on
I long what is the purpose of it all
What's the price of a mile?

Millions of feet march to the beat, it's an army on the march
Long way from home, paying the price in young men’s lives
Millions of feet march to the beat, it's an army in despair
Knee-deep in mud, stuck in the trench with no way out

Thousands of mounted stubbers
Get on firing through the night
Mortars placed and wreck the scene
Guns the fields that once were green
Still a dead-lock at the front line
Where the soldiers die in mud
Rosen habs since long gone
Still no glory has been won

Know that many men has suffered
Know that many men has died
Six miles of ground has been won
Half a billion men are gone
And as the men crawl the general calls and the killing carries on
I long what was the purpose of it all
What's the price of a mile?

>>16356977
Millions of feet march to the beat, it's an army on the march
Long way from home, paying the price in young men’s lives
Millions of feet march to the beat, it's an army in despair
Knee-deep in mud, stuck in the trench with no way out

Young men are dying
They pay the price
Oh how they suffer
So tell me what's the price of a mile?

That's the price of a mile

Millions of feet march to the beat, it's an army on the march
Long way from home, paying the price in young men’s lives
Millions of feet march to the beat, it's an army in despair
Knee-deep in mud, stuck in the trench with no way out

Millions of feet march to the beat, it's an army on the march
Long way from home, paying the price in young men’s lives
Millions of feet march to the beat, it's an army in despair
Knee-deep in mud, stuck in the trench with no way out

Millions of feet march to the beat, it's an army on the march
Long way from home, paying the price in young men’s lives
Millions of feet march to the beat, it's an army in despair
Knee-deep in mud, stuck in the trench with no way out

Millions of feet march to the beat, it's an army on the march
Long way from home, paying the price in young men’s lives
Millions of feet march to the beat, it's an army in despair
Knee-deep in mud, stuck in the trench with no way out

>>16356472

You.

I love you.

I glanced at this thread, dismissed it as more halfassed 40K fanwank, and then I saw this.

And not just song selection; the particular performer you singled out with the image. Yes. Fuck. Yes. I bequeath upon the the keys to the thread.

First we were afraid
we were scared alright
Kept thinking C'tan couldn't deliver
their promise of eternal life
But we spent so many nights
converting into metal rods
sure it was long
But look at our new necron bods!
and so we're back
in outer space
we just awoke to find you here
with that scared look upon your face
we should have not went down to sleep
we should have wiped the planets clean
If we had known for just one second
you'd be back to bother we!

Come on and stop... you fleshy being!
just give up right now
'cause those shots don't do a thing!
Did you think that the past wouldn't pose you such a threat
you think we'd crumble
you think we'd rust up and sweat?
Oh no, not yet!
We Will be Back!
as long as there are people to decieve
and those who are eager to believe
we've got all our worlds to take
and fleshies to skin and bake
We Will Be Back!
We Will Be Back!
SCORCH SCORCH!

>>16357171
FUCK YEAH

>>16357171
More Necron love is always nice.

>>16357171
Yeah, i'm gonna need your fist over here!

>>16357586

>>16357717
Oh shit, that was awkward...
Like... a fist-bump, yeah...

>>16357734
We shall comply

HORUS!
AH-A-AHHH
FIGHTER OF THE EMP'RAH
AH-A-AHHH
CHAMPION OF THE GODS
AH-A-AHH
HE'S A MASTER OF ASTARTES and friendship FOR EVERYONE

Archive? Paging Dr. Archive...

http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/16346534/

>>16357977
My shitty drawings and my song are now preserved for everyone to see.

SCORE!