Castellans Of The Rift, Imperium, Space Marine, Warhammer 40K

Castellans Of The Rift, Imperium, Space Marine, Warhammer 40K

The Unbroken Kings

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Год: 2025
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Where the Nachmund Gauntlet splits the sky
The Castellans march, their oaths held high
In armor green, like jade they gleam
They guard the rift from the warp's foul scheme
No star's light pierces this cursed domain
Yet they stand resolute through endless pain
Chaos daemons claw from the void's dark heart
Their twisted forms seek to tear worlds apart
With bolter's thunder and blade's keen edge
The Castellans drive them back to the ledge
Green as vengeance, their fury unbound
They purge the filth from this sacred ground
Castellans of the Rift, in green array
Hold the Gauntlet's line through night and day
With faith as steel, they'll never fall
For the Empire's pride, they answer the call
Traitor knights, their souls long lost
Bring iron behemoths, at terrible cost
The Castellans charge, their power fists raised
In green-clad glory, the foe is razed
Each wreck they leave is a traitor's grave
Their courage a fire no heretic can stave
In the Gauntlet's throat, where shadows creep
They carve their legend, their vigil keep
No daemon's wail, no knight's cruel might
Can dim the flame of their holy fight
Green as the Emperor's wrath, they stand tall
The Rift's eternal guardians, they'll never fall
Castellans of the Rift, in green array
Hold the Gauntlet's line through night and day
With faith as steel, they'll never fall
For the Empire's pride, they answer the call
The warp's cruel lies whisper doubt and despair
But the Castellans' souls remain pure and fair
Their librarians weave wards of psychic might
While terminators crush foes in the dead of night
In green they stride, their purpose clear
To hold the Rift, they'll conquer fear
Through centuries of war, their tale will endure
A brotherhood forged, unyielding, pure
The Nachmund Gauntlet, their hallowed trust
They'll guard its gates till their bones are dust
In emerald armor, they'll fight till the end
Castellans of the Rift, the Emperor's friend
Castellans of the Rift, in green array
Hold the Gauntlet's line through night and day
With faith as steel, they'll never fall
For the Empire's pride, they answer the call