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Lyrics
[Intro]
[Low drums
Distant horns]
We are the storm in step
The fang in the fog
We advance
We do not break
[Verse 1]
We are Grey Hunters
Old scars
Old jokes
Old debts unpaid
We march through smoke
Banners black with ash
Eyes on the kill
Names carved in our teeth
[Pre-Chorus]
Hear our tread on the broken earth
Hear our breath
Slow as winter
Count our years in battles bled
Count our dead in victories
[Chorus]
We are the claw that closes
We are the hate that waits
By fang
By fire
By frozen sea
We keep the Allfather’s gate
Stone in the surge
Steel in the storm
We are Grey Hunters
We return or we die
[Verse 2]
We remember every fall
Every brother left in the dust
We drink their names
Like bitter mead on our tongues
Step
Step
Step
Into the gunline’s glare
No haste
No haste
Only purpose
Only aim
[Pre-Chorus]
Hear the crack of our quiet bones
Old
But unbent
Hear the grind of our armored stride
Nearer
Ever nearer
[Chorus]
We are the claw that closes
We are the hate that waits
By fang
By fire
By frozen sea
We keep the Allfather’s gate
Stone in the surge
Steel in the storm
We are Grey Hunters
We return or we die
[Bridge – Fenrisian Chant]
Haarken
Haarken
Vágr brennr
Ulfr andar
Blóð ok steinn
Fangr ok skjǫldr
Brœðr í ríði
Fenris heldr
Við gefum geir
[Call-and-Response Oath]
Voice: Name your pack
Chant: Grey Hunters
Voice: Name your world
Chant: Fenris
Voice: Name your fate
Chant: To stand
To slay
To stay
Voice: Name your oath
Chant: We yield to none
[Chorus]
We are the claw that closes
We are the hate that waits
By fang
By fire
By frozen sea
We keep the Allfather’s gate
Stone in the surge
Steel in the storm
We are Grey Hunters
We return or we die
[Outro]
Step by step
Through smoke and ruin
Calm as winter
Lethal as the sea
Details
GeneratedJan 31, 2026
Duration3:37
LanguageEnglish
Style
Mid-tempo Warhammer 40K march with male vocals: stern spoken verses over a locked war-drum cadence and low brass drones, answered by deep male chant. Strings swell in the pre-chorus, then brass and choir rise in the chorus, doubling the oath. Mix is weighty and cinematic, with distant battlefield ambience and tightly layered war-cries on key lines., steady
Credits
Prompt byVintageArt909
ModelAria v5
Prompt
Mid-tempo Space Wolves war march with spoken oaths and Fenrisian chants. Steady drums, brass, strings. Calm lethal veterans advancing through smoke, voices firm and resolute. Grey Hunters
