Terminus Est (Warhammer 40K Song)

"In the embrace of great Nurgle, I am no longer afraid, for with His pestilential favour I have become that which I once feared: Death."


On terras cold moon, in Lunas dark embrace
A vessel was forged, to conquer the endless space
Built to soar the stars, the Imperiums blade
An thus began the great crusade
Countless world it will invade

Countless foes would be unmade

Istvaan 3 the planet is doomed
Beneath the skies a city bloomed
At the warmasters command
Virus-bombed to meet its end
Istvaan 3 would writhe and bend
Fates dark hand it could not fend
Virus bombs that seal its fate
No one left to mourn or hate

Istvaan burns in the great voids maw
Loyalty shatters as they gasp in awe
Seeds of treachery creeping in the night
Echos of betrayal in the cold Starlight
Legions engage in mighty contest

In the heart of it stands the Terminus Est
(Terminus Est)

Terminus Est the name of dread
By Typhons Hands she is lead
Terminus Est, the end is near
Hear her Name and despair in fear
Send by horus on an unholy quest
Sails the mighty ship Terminus Est
(Terminus Est)

Istvaan now a grave
For the fallen brave
Fields of corpses line the way
Infected skies forever gray

In the depths of the warp's cruel dance
Calas Typhon took his Chance
Across the void in the warp they rest
On the great ship the Terminus Est

Typhon's heart with darkness burned
A plague unleashed, to ashes turned
Summoning despair in poison air
Typhon set free, the plague laid bare
First Captains fall from grace
Lost forever in Nurgle's embrace

Pustulent gifts from the Lord of Decay
Twisting form in foul display
The Plague Lord granted him his hand
Now he walks in Nurgles land

Behold the host of the destroyer hive
In Decay and blight he will thrive
Typhon fell and Typhus rose
In decay his legend grows
Herald of plague and rot
A path to terra he will plot

Terminus Est a name of dread
By Typhons Hands she is lead
Terminus Est, the end is near
Hear her Name and despair in fear
Send by horus on an unholy quest
Sails the mighty ship Terminus Est
(Terminus Est)

Virulent winds carry our fate
Machinations of decay await
Rusted hull and arcane might
Glimpse the horror in its flight
Through the warp where nightmares brew
With Typhus and his cursed Crew

We're bound by fate to sail the sea of souls
In our ship and our flesh nurgles gift grows
Decay and rust where demons tread
Pestilence and rot we spread

The end arrives
The herald of doom
Nurgle claims their lives
And his garden will bloom
Embracing all, great or small
Everything will hear his call
Rust and ruin mark her frame
Terminus Est is her Name