Khaine
Murder, Murder,
Death is gone.
Flown to the hills,
To sing his song,
Murder, Murder,
Life has died.
Dead in her coffin,
All have cried.
Murder, Murder,
Witch arise.
Praise to the King,
Praise to the skies.
Murder, Murder,
Death on blade.
Life in our hearts,
As true king bade.
Skull Bearer.
I own nothing.
Murder, Murder,
Death is gone.
Flown to the hills,
To sing his song,
Murder, Murder,
Life has died.
Dead in her coffin,
All have cried.
Murder, Murder,
Witch arise.
Praise to the King,
Praise to the skies.
Murder, Murder,
Death on blade.
Life in our hearts,
As true king bade.
Skull Bearer.
I own nothing.
