Black Crusade - The Red Wake

From the void, the predator descends,
Tyberos, the Red Wake, brings brutal ends.
Clad in ancient ceramite, hunger and slake,
The void itself trembles, the shadows awake.
The damned vessel, Dread Requiem, shudders in fear,
For Tyberos approaches, the nightmare draws near.
Upon its cursed decks, corruption breeds,
Tyberos comes to slay, where heresy feeds.
Blood will spill, bones will break,
Carnage unleashed by the Red Wake.
Hunger devours, Slake drinks deep,
On this cursed ship, no soul shall keep.
With claws of death, and eyes so black,
Tyberos the Red Wake, attacks.
Chainfists pulping, flesh turns to gore,
Chaos cultists scream, they’ll breathe no more.
Lightning claws gleam, guts spill and spray,
In this gory dance, chaos meets decay.
A silent whisper, a promise of doom,
Tyberos moves swiftly, the reaper in bloom.
Corpse-white visage, half bone, half dread,
Black eyes of void, from which no life is shed.
Carnage blooms like a crimson flower,
Bones shatter beneath his crushing power.
Blood pools, a sea of visceral dread,
Chaos cultists broken, limb and head,
He feasts.
The Red Wake’s slaughter, relentless and dire,
Bodies torn apart, a macabre pyre.
His talons rend, his chainblades roar,
Chaos lives no more, guts on the floor.
Blood will spill, bones will break,
Carnage unleashed by the Red Wake.
Hunger devours, Slake drinks deep,
On this cursed ship, no soul shall keep.
With claws of death, and eyes so black,
Tyberos the Red Wake, attacks.
The heretics fall, entrails strewn wide,
Aboard the Dread Requiem, there's nowhere to hide.
With every strike, a life torn asunder,
Tyberos reigns, the Red Wake’s thunder.
From the void, he returns, mission complete,
The Dread Requiem silenced, chaos at his feet.
Tyberos, the Red Wake, master of dread,
Leaves behind a ship of the dead.
The heretics fall, entrails strewn wide,
Aboard the Dread Requiem, there's nowhere to hide.
The heretics fall, entrails strewn wide,
Aboard the Dread Requiem, there's nowhere to hide.
With claws of death, and eyes so black,
Tyberos the Red Wake, attacks.
The heretics fall, entrails strewn wide,
Aboard the Dread Requiem, there's nowhere to hide.
The heretics fall, entrails strewn wide,
Aboard the Dread Requiem
The heretics fall, entrails strewn wide,
Aboard the Dread Requiem, there's nowhere to hide.
The heretics fall, entrails strewn wide,
Aboard the death of the heretics.
The heretics fall, entrails strewn wide,
Aboard the-
Blood
The heretics fall, entrails strewn wide,
Aboard the-
Aboard the-
Aboard the end.
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