Kill them all, brothers. Kill them all in the name of the Emperor.



We sunder down their doors
And kill them all

Purging with my Kin
This bloodshed, so surreal
Gore, on revved chain swords
Snow them the true ideals

Purging with my Kin
We'll force the hordes to keel
A trillion bodies sprawl
A disease we can heal


Очень внезапно, но прекрасно. StringStorm , как всегда, великолепен. Да еще и Храмовники!
Душа подпевает и требует резни