In a grim dark future
Of the 40th Millenium
There's only one brutal constance
There's only war!
Everywhere
No place to hide
The empire crumbles
Tatterised
Divided by
The demonic rift
The Mankind face their greatest threat
Burning planets
Dying hope
The mankind surrounded
By their foes
But The guards stand firm
The guards still fight
With the courage of despair
In their
Eyes
The four
Watched out
Of the warp
With disgusting grin
Unholy power, observing
The chaos they
Create
But there
Still Them
Those who stand
Firm against the chaoshordes
Those who know
No fear
Chosen of the empire
Genetic optimized
Superhuman warriors
Sons of the
Emperor
His Angels of Death
Like clay I
Shall mold them
And in the furnace of war
I forge them
Let them be
My legacy
To the conquered
Galaxy
They are my bulwark against the terror
They are the defenders of humanity
They are my space marines
They
Shall
Know
No
Fear
Fearless unbreakable
Disciplined powerfull
Efficient battleborned
Angels of Death
Sworn to detect
Threats and protect
The empire of man
Unit they shall stand
Never surrender
Glory in Death
Sworn to perform
The order of the emperor
One last blade
Forged in defiance
Of fate
One last shield
Against the upcoming
Darkness
With fiery eyes
Charged from the
Burning skies
Those who know
No fear
The emperors
Angels
Of
Death