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Chthonian Behemothic Orc

Whence does he summon such force?

His hatchet fast and merciless

Chopping priests

Supremacy of unholiness

Colossal screech

Dueling against the holy ones

Nun-slayer

His fiery breath, deleterious

Scorching heart, bladeproof

Huge carriage pulled by savage mammoths

Choleric troglodyte

He's got no blood in his veins, mystically

The unbeatable somber clan rides

Convoys trampling white clerics

The strong rain whipping our backs

My faction's symbol drawn with fire

Starless skies where my demons float by

I am the grimmest foe, obliterating saintlike morons

Titanic obnoxious vagabond

Demented Cyclops

Immense chariot carried by primitive mammoths

Hades hammers playing the Warsymphony

No blood runs in his veins, mysteriously

The unsurpassable dusky tribe rides

Wagons squashing pure clerics

The strong drizzle bashing our heads

My faction's name written in a pyre

Lightless skies where old demons sail by

I'll be your grimmest foe, obliterating saintlike morons

My fortress holds my blades mithril-made

Brontesterops is my name

The hunt precedes the harvest

our ambitions are kept

absoluteness of our sciences

The slaughter must continue

My invisibility helmet

Makes me untouchable, incomparable

The clangs of my forge

Can be heard from afar

Witness my wolfish growls

Critically poisonous

Although my patience I now have lost

Weep not, my child

Halberd! Forged in shadows

Pole-axe! Mithril gift

Courtesy of Black-mane

Meisterschmid