Come to the nightmare, come to me, deep down in the dark where the devil be, in the maw with the jaws and the razor teeth, where the brimstone burns and the angel weeps. Bullet in the breech and a fire in me, like a cigarette thrown to gasoline, if death don't bring you fear I swear you'll fear these marching feet. I feed on the fear of the devil inside of the enemy faces in my sights: aim with the hand, shoot with the mind, kill with a heart like arctic ice I am a Soldier and I'm marching on, I am a warrior and this is my song I bask in the glow of the rising war, lay waste to the ground of an enemy shore, wade through the blood spilled on the floor, and if another one stands I'll kill some more. I'm last to leave, but the first to go, Lord, make me dead before you make me old. Forged in a fire lit long ago, stand next to me, you'll never stand alone. Put a grin on my chin, come to me, 'cuz I'll win, I'm one-of-a-kind and I'll bring death to the place you're about to be: another river of blood runnin' under my feet. Lyrics: I've got the reach and the teeth of a killin' machine, with a need to bleed you when the light goes green, best believe, I'm in a zone to be, from my yin to my yang to my Yang Tze. Подробнее Warhammer 40.000 Imperial Guard Song,Music,This is a tribute to the Imperial Guard and to the Empire of Mankind.
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