The War Of The Flies

Twice they fall, but thrice they rise
I can't believe my mortal eyes
Twice they fall, but thrice they rise
Nurgle sends gifts of cold demise

All, all is ash
All, all is ash

"And so the Emperor protects."
Or so I pray,
Through the respirator mask that is sealed to my face
Nurgle's flies surround me
From the mist crawls shambling horrors
Artillery fire deafens me

I watched my kin stumble in
Through the fog, from the underneath
I watched my kin stumble in
A pestilent sea of gnashing teeth
I watched my kin stumble in

Twice they fall, but thrice they rise
I can't believe my mortal eyes
Twice they fall, but thrice they rise
Nurgle sends gifts of cold demise

All, all is ash
All, all is ash

Las-light turns to vapor
The rain as it exits the chamber
I bear Guilliman's holy fury
I bear his righteous anger

The Lord of Flies sends his warmest blessings
Resist him not, accept his rot

All, all is ash
All, all is ash

Twice they fall, but thrice they rise
I can't believe my mortal eyes
Twice they fall, but thrice they rise
Nurgle sends gifts of cold demise
Twice they fall, but thrice they rise
I can't believe my mortal eyes
Twice they fall, but thrice they rise
Nurgle sends gifts of cold demise



Credits
Writer(s): Jacob Lizotte, Richard Pell
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