The Tyrant´s Toll - Huron Blackheart & The Red Corsairs

Описание: AI generated Song about Huron Blackheart & The Red Corsairs

(Verse 1) In the sector of Badab, the gold was bright, The Astral Claws were the fist of might. But Terra’s hand was cold and old, Demanding tithes of blood and gold. Lufgt Huron stood with a heavy gaze, While the High Lords counted their selfish ways, He looked at the stars and he shook his head: "We’ll keep our steel for the fight ahead!"

(Chorus) Soon may the Tyrant come, With a bolter shell and a cask of rum! He told the Lords to shove their prize, And looked the taxman in the eyes! He kept the coin, he kept the gear, The richest king of the Warp’s frontier! He’ll take your ship, he’ll take your life, But he won't pay taxes to the Golden Wife!

(Verse 2) The Palace sent the executioners in, To purge the sector of Huron's sin. Through fire and flame, his body tore, A half-metal monster, reborn for war! He fled to the Maelstrom, dark and wide, With the Red Corsairs by his side. With a Hamadrya perched upon his claw, He’s the only master of the pirate’s law!

(Chorus) Soon may the Tyrant come, With a bolter shell and a cask of rum! He told the Lords to shove their prize, And looked the taxman in the eyes! He kept the coin, he kept the gear, The richest king of the Warp’s frontier! He’ll take your ship, he’ll take your life, But he won't pay taxes to the Golden Wife!

(Bridge) (Stomp rhythm gets faster) From the Spectre of Despair he hails, With blood and shadow in his sails! "Taxation is theft!" the Corsairs cry, As the burning convoys light the sky! No more tithes for the Master of Men, We’re never paying a cent again!

(Chorus) Soon may the Tyrant come, With a bolter shell and a cask of rum! He told the Lords to shove their prize, And looked the taxman in the eyes! He kept the coin, he kept the gear, The richest king of the Warp’s frontier! He’ll take your ship, he’ll take your life, But he won't pay taxes to the Golden Wife!

(Outro) (Slow and menacing) He’s the Tyrant of Badab... The Lord of the Maelstrom... And your audit... has just... failed.