The Grimbloods, Imperium, Space Marine, Warhammer 40K

In the field where foes collide the fire wolves ignite
Kjarl Grimblood's visions guide foreseeing foes in flight
With fire and steel they smite the Orks crush chaos in their path
Outnumbered and outgunned never outmatched
Kjarl, the seer of flame with eyes that pierce the night
His visions carve the path through chaos burning bright
The Grimbloods march their pyres alight the darkness set ablaze
With Redeemers thundering they meet the daemon's gaze
Oh, brothers of the Fire Wolf raise your flamers high
The warp's foul spawn will falter 'neath our burning battle cry
Outnumbered and outgunned never outmatched
Grimbloods rise with flames dispatched
Kjarl's foresight sees the daemons fall
By fire and fang we conquer all
Through rifts of warp and shadow where the daemons twist and wail
The Grimbloods wield their flamers let no heretic prevail
Each Grey Hunter's face is painted blood and fire mark their vow
To purge the foul with sacred flame their oath is kept here now
On worlds where stars are bleeding where the heavens scream and tear
Kjarl's visions guide the slaughter his will a blazing flare
Their Redeemers shake the earth their infernos light the skies
The Grimbloods' wrath a furnace where the daemon's taint dies
Oh, brothers of the Fire Wolf raise your flamers high
The warp's foul spawn will falter 'neath our burning battle cry
Outnumbered and outgunned never outmatched
Grimbloods rise with flames dispatched
Kjarl's foresight sees the daemons fall
By fire and fang we conquer all
In the Hall of Heroes Kyrl's name still shines
But Kjarl burns as bright through the endless lines
With the Belt of Russ he stands unbowed
His foresight shapes the future his fire screams aloud
Oh, brothers of the Fire Wolf raise your flamers high
The warp's foul spawn will falter 'neath our burning battle cry
Outnumbered and outgunned never outmatched
Grimbloods rise with flames dispatched
Kjarl's foresight sees the daemons fall
By fire and fang we conquer all
The Chaos winds are howling yet the Grimbloods never tire
Their souls roar like Fenris' heart a never-ending fire
Kjarl's foresees victory through the flames and the pain
The Fire Wolf's sons will triumph till the stars themselves are slain
Outnumbered and outgunned never outmatched
The burning sons of Russ will all foes burn and dispatch