Hold the line at Il-Kaithe

burning on the edge of night

With old towers split the blackened sky

Farce air reads the rules of coming war

Chaos fleets, descend to claim us all

The audience of the shuriken warlocks

For the spawn from the void

The demons come to tear the web way down

Hold the line, not to cage the stand

Against the rules of powers

God and the stars is beside us now

We will never

holds the line

Let's take the blood for the bloodbath spells tonight

We will never kneel

We will never kneel

Droppots falling through the fire and smoke

Ultramarine's death seem to break the horde

Lemon rustlings grind across the shattered plain

Guardsmen screaming litanies of hate

with the blade

Hold the line, Metakaiser

Stand against the rules and powers

God and the stars is beside us now

We will never kneel

Hold the line, Metakaiser

Blood for the flock of spills tonight

We will never kneel

We will never kneel

The emperor and the laughing god

For the bones of every fallen son

The warmth will break against all war

The Imperium and Eldar stand as one