Born to Stand - Crimson Fist 40K Song

AI generated song about the Crimson Fist Verse 1 In the wake of the Heresy’s fire, Brothers divided, torn by desire, One stood tall, the Codex in hand, Guilliman’s words would take their stand. The Imperial Fists, proud and true, Shattered, split, but their will anew, Through the blood and the fire, they fought as one, But a new dawn rose, and the battle was done. Pre-Chorus From the ashes, they rise again, Crimson hands and hearts of men, Brothers of war, by fate entwined, No more the Legion, only the mind. Chorus Crimson Fists, born to stand, Shield of the Emperor’s hand, Through the void, through the flame, Never yielding, always the same. In the heart of the storm, in the light of the stars, We fight on, we are who we are. Crimson Fists, born to stand, In the Emperor’s name, we take command. Verse 2 Through the ages, they’ve walked the way, Their battle cry, a never-ending say, From Rutilus Tyrannus to Rynn’s World’s sky, The Fists did fall, but they will rise high. Betrayed by fate, left for dead, Orks and daemons sought their dread, But from the rubble, from the pain, The Fists would rise, again, again. Pre-Chorus From the ashes, they rise again, Crimson hands and hearts of men, Brothers of war, by fate entwined, No more the Legion, only the mind. Chorus Crimson Fists, born to stand, Shield of the Emperor’s hand, Through the void, through the flame, Never yielding, always the same. In the heart of the storm, in the light of the stars, We fight on, we are who we are. Crimson Fists, born to stand, In the Emperor’s name, we take command. Bridge When the walls came crashing down, Six hundred souls, lost and found, The Orks had come, the skies turned black, But we fought back, and we never looked back. One hundred strong, we held the line, For the Emperor’s will, for the love of mankind. And now we march, with fire in our veins, Through the dark, through the endless rain. Chorus Crimson Fists, born to stand, Shield of the Emperor’s hand, Through the void, through the flame, Never yielding, always the same. In the heart of the storm, in the light of the stars, We fight on, we are who we are. Crimson Fists, born to stand, In the Emperor’s name, we take command. Outro Born to stand, born to fight, For the Imperium, for the light, Through every battle, through every night, We are the Fists, and we are the fight.