Vengeance on our lips

We are the true angels of death. You are simple pretenders. Angels of a worthless god. Now we will strike you down.

Gather around me brothers as I raise our standard high. Now Raise your Bolters high my brothers. And fire into the ranks of the false Angels. Strike them down with all your hatred and vengeance.

Fire my brothers. Fire your Bolters into their ranks. Striking them down with your hatred and valor. Let none of them survive. Wipe them out. For we must hold this ground in the name of the Primarch.

Fire my brothers. Fire my brothers. Fire my brothers. For the emperor of mankind we will never surrender to these false angels. We will stand tall. With our standard raised up high for all to see.

Gather your Honor and Courage my brothers. And do not falter.

Hold your Bolters high. Hold your Bolters high. For the Primarch we will hold this ground. For if we die. We die with vengeance on our lips.

We die with vengeance on our lips. We die with vengeance on our lips. We die with vengeance on our lips.

Fire my brothers fire my brothers. Show them why we are the true angels of death. Fire my brothers fire my brothers. Hold nothing back.

The false angels of a worthless god. Wish to wipe out the Imperium of Man. But we will not give an inch of sacred ground. We will hold the like until the end. Sending their souls hack to the nothingness from which they came.

Yes brother. We will cast down the false angels. And send them back to the nothingness from which we they came. For we are the children of the emperor of mankind. Killing all who would dare harm humanity.

Brothers. Oh brothers. Trust in me. Trust in your Bolters. And fire into their ranks.esving nothing of them. Leaving nothing of them left.

Yes brother. We will leave nothing of them left. In the name of the Man emperor of mankind. We strike down the false angels. And show how we are the true angels of death.

Fire. Fire. Fire my brothers. Fire. Fire. Fire my brothers. Let none of these false angels survive our might.

Yes brother for if we die we die with vengeance on our lips. We die with vengeance on our lips. We die with vengeance on our lips.

Brothers. My brothers. Stand fast and strong. Raise your Bolters high. With our standard raised up high. We will send the false angels back to the nothingness from which they came. So I'll raise our standard high. I'll raise our standard high.

Forever showing why we Space Marines are the true angels of death.

If we die we die with vengeance on our lips. We die with vengeance on our lips. We die with vengeance on our lips.

WE DIE WITH VENGEANCE ON OUR LIPS! YES VENGEANCE ON OUR LIPS!

WE DIE WITH VENGEANCE ON OUR LIPS!