Bjorn the Fell Handed | The Old Wolf | Space Wolves 40K

Bjorn the Fell Handed is not just a legend of the Space Wolves. He is what remains. Entombed for ten thousand years, the oldest of the Space Wolves still walks the battlefield, a living relic of war and memory. This track is not meant to tell his story in full. It is meant to capture a fragment of what he is. Not a hero. Not a myth. An ancient presence that endures. Warhammer 40K inspired music dedicated to the Space Wolves and Bjorn the Fell Handed. If you enjoy this kind of sound, consider supporting the project and following for more. #warhammer40k #spacewolves #bjorn #adeptussonoris #grimdark #40k #warhammer40k Lyrics: Before Fenris named the stars Before the sagas were carved He walked beside Russ He yielded to none Now sealed in iron cold A relic no chain can hold The old wolf sleeps Yet still he remains Speak his name Iron wakes From frozen sleep Ancient arise Bjorn Bjorn Fenris calls Bjorn Bjorn Fell-Handed roars Bjorn Bjorn Ancient of war Bjorn Bjorn Sworn to the Wolf-King Prospero burned in his wake Kingdoms died in flame Still he stands Unbroken unchanged The young ones kneel at his side Not from fear but what he knows For he has seen What they will become He remembers Russ He outlived them all He speaks to ghosts No one else can hear Bjorn Bjorn Fenris calls Bjorn Bjorn Fell-Handed roars Bjorn Bjorn Ancient of war Bjorn Bjorn Sworn to the Wolf-King Ten thousand years And still he stands Ancient and cold Ice in his core Speak once more Unleash him to war