[ WH 40K ] Harbingers of the Storm - II - White Scars ( SUNO.AI )

Описание: ⚡ “Harbingers of the Storm” is a White Scars‑inspired anthem of speed, freedom, and fire. Thunder hearts, burning skies, and warriors who refuse the leash. If you ride for truth, carve your own fate, and live by the storm’s roar—this channel is your home. ⚡

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[Intro]
"We are the wind that breaks the chain,
The breath of stars, the voice of rain.
No fortress holds our blazing soul,
We ride the storm to make it whole.

Not bound by throne, nor ruled by creed,
We ride for thought, we fight for need.
Our blades are drawn not out of hate—
But for the dream we consecrate."

[Verse 1]
Across the plains where silence sings,
We learned the truth that freedom brings.
No walls can cage the soul that flies,
No law can blind the seeker’s eyes.

We do not march in rigid line,
We race the stars, we chase the sign.
Our hearts beat fast, our minds are clear,
We ride with faith, to shatter the fear.

Let others kneel to power’s throne,
We carve our fate, we ride alone.
Let others preach of law and fate—
We are the storm they imitate.

[Chorus]
Harbingers of the Storm we rise,
With thunder hearts and burning skies.
Free in thought, yet bound by flame,
We ride for truth, not hollow fame.

No leash shall hold, no chain shall bind,
No death shall break our decided mind.
We are the wind, the blade, the cry—
The storm that lives, the storm that dies.

[Verse 2]
When brother turned and stars grew dim,
We heard the call, we followed Him.
Not for command, nor fear of loss—
But for the light that bore the cross.

We chose the path not paved in gold,
But one where freedom must be bold.
We stood not out of blind decree,
But for the right to choose and be.

The Emperor’s dream was not control,
But fire and thought in every soul.
And so we ride, not ruled by fear—
But by the truth we hold most dear.

[Chorus]
Harbingers of the Storm we rise,
With thunder hearts and burning skies.
Free in thought, yet bound by flame,
We ride for truth, not hollow fame.

No leash shall hold, no chain shall bind,
No death shall break our decided mind.
We are the wind, the blade, the cry—
The storm that lives, the storm that dies.

[Bridge]
The Stormseers speak in riddled flame,
Of paths unknown and stars unnamed.
They guide our blades with visions bright,
And steer our wrath toward distant light.

We do not fear the warp’s deceit,
For speed is shield and faith complete.
We ride between the cracks of fate,
And strike before the stars awake.

[Final Chorus]
Harbingers of the Storm we ride,
With lightning hearts and thunder stride.
Free in thought, yet bound by vow,
To the Emperor’s dream—we ride, we bow.

No tyrant’s leash, no council’s chain,
No fear of death, no lust for gain.
We are the wind that will not yield—
The storm that breaks, the blade unsealed.

[Outro]
"Let the stars tremble, let the void cry,
Let the heretic fall and the demons die.
For the White Scars have spoken—not with breath,
But with speed, with fire, with glorious death.
For every strike, a truth is born—
We ride. We are Harbingers of the Storm"