歌词
(Intro) [epic Instrumental]
Verse 1
In the sanctum of Terra, where the Emperor’s light eternally glows,
Rise the Imperial Fists, in whome iron will flows.
Cloaked in the armor of defiance, they stand resolute and tall,
Guardians of humanity, unyielding before the fall.
Pre-Chorus
With gauntlets of adamantium, they shape the fate of stars,
Carving through the void, leaving celestial scars.
Chorus
For the Emperor’s glory, they march through fire and steel,
Imperial Fists, whose steadfast hearts will never kneel.
In the crucible of battle, where lesser souls would yield,
They forge the line of defense, their spirit is the shield.
Verse 2
From the ravaged fields of Phall to the siege at Terra’s gate,
They etch their legacy in blood, defying Hate.
Against the iron tides of Horus, they stood, a bulwark unbent,
Each strike a testament, each life fiercely spent.
Pre-Chorus
With hammers forged in valor, they crush the heretic’s might,
In the furnace of conflict, they blaze with righteous light.
Chorus
For the Emperor’s glory, they march through fire and steel,
Imperial Fists, whose steadfast hearts will never kneel.
In the crucible of battle, where lesser souls would yield,
They forge the line of defense, their spirit is the shield.
Bridge
In the void's cold embrace, where stars silently weep,
They guard the fringes of reality, true vigilance they keep.
Through the echoes of Dorn’s command, they rise undeterred,
A hymn of indomitable will, in every whispered word.
Chorus
For the Emperor’s glory, they march through fire and steel,
Imperial Fists, whose steadfast hearts will never kneel.
In the crucible of battle, where lesser souls would yield,
They forge the line of defense, their spirit is the shield.
Outro
Imperial Fists, the sentinels of fate's decree,
In the Emperor's name, they crush the enemy.
With unbroken resolve, in the annals of war they cast,
Their saga of endurance, an unyielding bastion vast.
(Outro) [Epic Instrumental]
[END]
Chorus
For the Emperor’s glory, they march through fire and steel,
Imperial Fists, whose steadfast hearts will never kneel.
In the crucible of battle, where lesser souls would yield,
They forge the line of defense, their spirit is the shield.
Pre-Chorus
With hammers forged in valor, they crush the heretic’s might,
In the furnace of conflict, they blaze with righteous light.
Imperial Fists, the sentinels of fate's decree,
In the Emperor's name, they crush the enemy.
With unbroken resolve, in the annals of war they cast,
Their saga of endurance, an unyielding bastion vast.
(Outro) [Epic Instrumental]
[END]
