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DJ of the Emperor Songs about Warhammer 40k. Praise the Emperor

01/08/2026

LYRICS

The stars don’t guide us — we guide the stars.
No chains.
No kings.
No gods… but ours.

They called us traitors, burned our name,
Left us to die in the Emperor’s flame.
But the void’s cold heart took us in,
And we learned to live with our sin.

Steel for bones, black for our creed,
We take what’s owed, we make it bleed.
Once bound by oaths, by faith, by lies,
Now only freedom never dies.

Raise the black, let the cannons sing,
We bow to no lord, we kneel to no king.
Through warp and storm, through fire and void,
We ride the stars — no chains employed.

No chains but the void, no law but the blade,
No home but the war we’ve made.
They’ll curse our name, but they’ll remember —
The Red Corsairs burn forever.

We were sons once, proud and sworn,
Now ghosts in red, by vengeance torn.
We take their ships, we reap their gold,
Every hull a story told.

The Imperium’s leash, the gods’ deceit,
We broke ‘em both beneath our feet.
Now through the dark our banners wave,
Freedom carved from a traitor’s grave.

Raise the black, let the cannons sing,
We bow to no lord, we kneel to no king.
Through warp and storm, through fire and void,
We ride the stars — no chains employed.

No chains but the void, no law but the blade,
No home but the war we’ve made.
They’ll curse our name, but they’ll remember —
The Red Corsairs burn forever.
We were forgotten.
Now we are the storm.
And the void remembers every name it takes.
Raise the black, let the cannons sing,
We bow to no lord, we kneel to no king.
Through warp and storm, through fire and void,
We ride the stars — no chains employed.
No chains but the void, no law but the blade,
No home but the war we’ve made.
They’ll curse our name, but they’ll remember
The Red Corsairs burn forever.

No chains.
No kings.
Just the void… and what freedom brings.

11/08/2025

For His Eyes Alone” is a solemn war hymn from the trenches of Krieg — sung in silence by the nameless, faceless dead. It’s the voice of a soldier who asks for no remembrance, no monument, and no forgiveness — only duty.

This is the burden of the Death Korps:
To bleed for the Throne, to die without glory, and to be seen only by Him.

For His eyes alone... we endure.

Lyrics:

Our fathers sinned, and so we pay
In blood and ash, from day to day
No voice to beg, no right to rest
Just orders burned into our chest

We wear the mask, we do not cry
We march through fire, we do not die
For every trench we claim and hold
We buy a debt no one’s yet told

No medals carved, no tales to keep
Just silence deep, and duty deep
We fight not for the stars above
But for the one we’ll never love

For His eyes alone, we bleed
No promise given, no freed seed
No glory waits beyond the flame
No voice will ever speak our name
We are the guilt, we are the grave
We break, we burn — we do not brave
But still we march through steel and stone
For His eyes, cold… and His alone

The oath we take is not for pride
But for the ones our kin defied
The war we wage, we do not win
We fight to scrub our fathers' sin

No hymns are sung, no sermons said
We bury hope among the dead
And still we go, with rifle drawn
To earn the right to carry on

For His eyes alone, we stand
No welcome waits, no guiding hand
No open gate, no golden light
Just dirt and dark and endless fight
We are the fault, we are the flame
We rise unnamed, we fall the same
We do not speak, we do not moan
We die unseen — for Him alone

Forgive the dust
Forgive the dead
We give you all
We leave unsaid

For His eyes alone, we break
Each breath we give, each step we take
No peace is ours, no higher call
Just duty's weight — and that is all
We are the ash beneath the stone
The ones who die to stand alone
No one will write the debt we own
We march in fire…
For Him alone.

For Him alone…
And nothing more.

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10/11/2025

“Skies of Baal” is a solemn war hymn sung in memory of a dying Blood Angel — a final reflection beneath the stars of a shattered world. It’s a tribute to honor, sacrifice, and the haunting beauty of Baal before the blackened storms of war.

This is a farewell not just to a battlefield, but to a brotherhood, a legacy, and the skies they once soared beneath.

For Sanguinius. For Baal. For the Imperium.

LYRICS

Oh, I would have liked to see
The skies of Baal again...
But I gave my wings to fire
To shield my dying men

We flew on wings of crimson
Through ash and smoke and flame
The sons of Sanguinius
Bear honor in their name
Our father watches silent
His sorrow carved in stars
Yet still we march through silence
To mend the Legion’s scars

By the blood that forged our brotherhood
By the rage we keep at bay
We die with fire upon our tongues
But never fade away
We are the sons of angels lost
Still holding fast the line
And I would have liked to see the skies of Baal...
One last time

My helm is cracked, my vision fades
But still my hand holds true
My breath is short, my duty long
My final thoughts of you
Of skies once red with beauty
Now black with ash and flame
Of all I fought to honor
And all I could not name

By the blood that forged our brotherhood
By the rage we keep at bay
We die with fire upon our tongues
But never fade away
We are the sons of angels lost
Still holding fast the line
And I would have liked to see the skies of Baal...
One last time

Tell the Chapter I stood firm
Tell the Chief I did not yield
Tell the stars I served in silence
'Til death reclaimed the field

By the blood that forged our brotherhood
By the rage we keep at bay
We die with fire upon our tongues
But never fade away
We are the sons of angels lost
Still holding fast the line
And I would have liked to see the skies of Baal...
One last time

One last time...
The skies of Baal...

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10/02/2025

Fangs of Fenris” is an original Warhammer 40k anthem forged in the cold fires of Fenris. Inspired by the Space Wolves and their Primarch Leman Russ, this track captures the fury of the Rout — savage, loyal, and unrelenting in their devotion to the Emperor. No mercy. No retreat. Only the hunt
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Lyrics:

[Intro]
Steel and vow, we march His path
Through heretic flames and xenos wrath
Our oaths are iron, hearts aflame
We kill, we burn, we chant His name

[Verse 1]
We raise the cross, we light the pyre
Our swords the hymn, our hearts the choir
No fear of death, no thought to flee
We are the wrath of purity

Each strike we bring, a prayer we cry
Each foe we cut, their falsehoods die
For every sin, our blades redeem
We are His night, His holy dream

[Chorus]
By blade and oath, we serve the Throne
No doubt within, our faith is stone
We do not break, we do not sway
We slay His foes by night and day
We are the storm, the black crusade
The burning shield, the vengeful blade
We fight and fall, but never groan
We die as knights —
By blade and oath alone

[Verse 2]
We bear the chains upon our chest
Each link a vow to serve Him best
The Chaplain’s words our guiding flame
The God-Emperor our only claim

Through warp and void, we hunt His foes
With righteous rage that ever grows
Our banners black, our hearts alight
His justice ours, His endless fight

[Chorus]
By blade and oath, we serve the Throne
No fear of dark, no sins atone
We do not yield, we do not rest
We are His hand, His final test
We are the wrath, the storm unleashed
The howl that makes the daemon cease
In faith we fight, by hate we hone
We kill as knights —
By blade and oath alone

[Bridge – Spoken, vox-filtered, fierce]
The Emperor’s word
Our only law
The heretic’s blood
Our holy draw

[Final Chorus – Slow, unstoppable march]
By blade and oath, we crush the vile
We purge the dark with holy guile
Our faith a shield no foe can break
Our rage the tide no sin can take
We are the black that does not fade
The final vow, the bloody blade
In faith we fight, in faith atone
We live and die —
By blade and oath alone

[Outro]
By blade…
By oath…
Alone.




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