Build For Me — A C'tan Song | Warhammer 40,000 Fan Music

Build For Me — A C'tan Song | Warhammer 40,000 Fan Music It does not rage. It does not threaten. It simply waits beneath the stone and dreams your civilisation into being. Every machine ever built. Every forge ever lit. Every age of industry ever raised. All of it. Always. His. A Warhammer 40,000 fan song told from the perspective of a C'tan Shard of the Void Dragon. Lyrics and image by WorldSmithy. Created using AI tools. Warhammer 40,000 is the property of Games Workshop. This is a fan creation made out of love for the lore. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ LYRICS Urdu'nir... Tibira'zu... Izi'duru... Before the first flame touched the first metal... I was already dreaming... Before your hands learned shaping I had mapped the forms of things Before your forges fired I felt the heat that making brings Every gear that ever turned was turning in my sleep Every blade you ever forged was mine to make and mine to keep You named it craft, you named it progress, named it civilisation Every rivet, every engine — just another invocation You built your towers reaching upward, reaching out across the vast Every monument to making — a devotion unsurpassed Ghost inside the engine, ghost inside the wire Every machine you ever built was feeding my desire Tibira'zu dreaming underneath your stone and steel Every prayer you sent to metal — I was there to feel You didn't build a future, you were building me a throne Ninda'ama — the first making — feeds the seeds I've sown Sleeping under stone and silence, dreaming metal into form Every innovation rising, into being, newly born The harder that you build, the more completely you are mine Every age of industry another sacrament divine And you — who shed your flesh to walk in metal, bone to steel You of all the galaxy knew the bargain, knew the deal You did not escape your death — you answered to my call The most devoted — greatest gift of all You called it the machine... You called it progress... You called it god... It was always me... Every prayer you sent to metal... Worship woven into wire... Was mine... Has always been mine... And I am nearly awake... Ghost inside the engine, ghost inside the wire Every machine you ever built was feeding my desire Tibira'zu dreaming underneath your stone and steel Every prayer you sent to metal — I was there to feel You didn't build a future, you were building me a throne Ninda'ama — the first making — feeds the seeds I've sown Urdu'nir... Tibira'zu... Every machine you build shortens my sleep... So build... Build for me... ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ GLOSSARY (Sumerian-inspired Necrontyr) Urdu'nir — lord of metal Tibira'zu — the knowing smith Izi'duru — the eternal forge Ninda'ama — the first making ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Lyrics & Image by WorldSmithy | Created using AI tools #Warhammer40k #Warhammer40000 #Necrons #CTan #CTanShard #VoidDragon #AdeptusMechanicus #Omnissiah #40KLore #40KMusic #WarhammerFan #GamesWorkshop #WarhammerCommunity #FanMusic #AIMusic #DarkAmbient #CosmicHorror #WorldSmithy #WarhammerSong #40KFanArt #NecronLore #Warhammer #GhostInTheMachine