This is the swarm
Guarding the hive
You're like pigs to the slaughter

Your would is ours
Resistance is fruitless
Proving all your saints are martyrs

You all shall fall
The creep will spread again


Overmind, we'll take this ground before you
Their armies will break
Vessels of war watching the skies with their vacant gaze

Don't think we'll just sit back and wait

This is a matter of life and death

Keep searching for Aiur but we're not there yet
When their eyes bear down on empty seas
Waves scream in vein of tragedy


Tarsonis, where are your guardsmen now?
The meek shall inherit filth

And ashes of war
Shall trail them from which they came
You will not be remembered