Always marching on
Never time for sleep
No time for wounds to heal
As the sores begin to weep
There's no safety here
Nowhere for us to hide
Soon they will catch up with us
Swept away on the green tide

We fought them for our homes
That they might not burn to the ground
We fought them for our wives
That they might not be stripped and bound
We fought them for our children
That they might not be cooked and eaten
We fought them for our lands my friends
But hard though we tried, we were beaten

Weapons, we had many
They did us little good
Axes, swords and spears
Not one of us understood
They are not like men
They care not for their lives
To fight is all, demise nothing
When the green blood flows deep inside

In the heart of the wood we made our camp
Under the shade of the sacred tree
Surely the gods would ensure our safety?
It all seemed so clear to me
They fell upon us as we slept
Most too tired to even fight
Trusting in the old faith
To keep us safe through the night

The strong they slaughtered first
Decapitated where they stood
By axes of the blackest iron
Their blood despoiling the sacred wood
Arrows tipped with barbs
Fall like rain from the sky
As I watch my kinsmen slaughtered
I know this is my time to die

Hiding deep in a pile of corpses
Out from under the carrion i crawl
All are dead, my clan, my kinfolk
Mutilated one and all
Bellies are split open
With entrails flowing out
Heads are all smashed in
Brains are gone down an orkish snout

Warriors' manhoods taken
Women's loins are rent
Save of course for the fairest
Now chained in the chieftain's tent
On this day I swear
By the souls of the departed
I will make the greenskins rue
The day their brutal campaign started