For Sotek - A Tehenhauin Song | Warhammer Fantasy | Lizardmen

Details
Title | For Sotek - A Tehenhauin Song | Warhammer Fantasy | Lizardmen |
Author | MikiFanMusic |
Duration | 4:07 |
File Format | MP3 / MP4 |
Original URL | https://youtube.com/watch?v=xPOWP8PJE7E |
Description
#warhammer #warhammerfantasy #totalwarwarhammer3 #warhammer3 #lizardmen #warhammermusic #aimusic
Art used is by Helder ALMEIDA:
https://www.artstation.com/artwork/GXQJRd
Lyrics:
From the bloodstained jungles, a prophet arose,
A vision of fire where the red river flows.
Marked by Sotek, the Chosen he came,
To bring forth vengeance, to cleanse with flame.
He spoke the words, he knew the signs,
The time had come for sacred knives,
The Great Serpent calls for war,
The rats shall plague our world no more!
Goq! Goq! Goq! For Sotek!
Gar! Gar! Gar! For Sotek!
Qua! Qua! Qua! For Sotek!
Qu'itt! Qu'itt! Qu'itt! For Sotek!
Goq! Goq! Goq! For Sotek!
Gar! Gar! Gar! For Sotek!
Qua! Qua! Qua! For Sotek!
Qu'itt! Qu'itt! Qu'itt! For Sotek!
Goq! Goq! Goq! For Sotek!
Gar! Gar! Gar! For Sotek!
Qua! Qua! Qua! For Sotek!
Qu'itt! Qu'itt! Qu'itt! For Sotek!
Cities crumble, jungles blaze,
The Prophet speaks, the legions raise!
The blessed spawn, the chosen few,
With scales of red and hearts so true.
The Slann sat silent, watching cold,
Tehenhauin did as was foretold!
No patience left, no time for peace,
The serpent hungers—war won’t cease!
Goq! Goq! Goq! For Sotek!
Gar! Gar! Gar! For Sotek!
Qua! Qua! Qua! For Sotek!
Qu'itt! Qu'itt! Qu'itt! For Sotek!
Goq! Goq! Goq! For Sotek!
Gar! Gar! Gar! For Sotek!
Qua! Qua! Qua! For Sotek!
Qu'itt! Qu'itt! Qu'itt! For Sotek!
Goq! Goq! Goq! For Sotek!
Gar! Gar! Gar! For Sotek!
Qua! Qua! Qua! For Sotek!
Qu'itt! Qu'itt! Qu'itt! For Sotek!
Sotek!
Qua! Qua! Qua! For Sotek!
Qua! Qua! Qua! For Sotek!
Qua! Qua! Qua! For Sotek!
Qu'itt! Qu'itt! Qu'itt! For Sotek!
Qu'itt! Qu'itt! Qu'itt!
Qu'itt! Qu'itt! Qu'itt! For Sotek!
Upon the steps of temple high,
The altars stained, the rats did die!
Their screams were prayers, their blood was writ,
In crimson pools where Sotek sits.
The time had come, Amaxon turned red,
Serpent’s fury, cold and dread!
The Prophet raised a bloody hand,
And Sotek slithered upon the land!
Goq! Goq! Goq! For Sotek!
Gar! Gar! Gar! For Sotek!
Qua! Qua! Qua! For Sotek!
Qu'itt! Qu'itt! Qu'itt! For Sotek!
Goq! Goq! Goq! For Sotek!
Gar! Gar! Gar! For Sotek!
Qua! Qua! Qua! For Sotek!
Qu'itt! Qu'itt! Qu'itt! For Sotek!
Goq! Goq! Goq! For Sotek!
Gar! Gar! Gar! For Sotek!
Qua! Qua! Qua! For Sotek!
Qu'itt! Qu'itt! Qu'itt! For Sotek!
The rats defeated, all did run,
Through the deeds the Prophet’s done,
Fleeing vermin the Serpent pursued,
In the earth he remains, feeding on their blood!
Goq! Goq! Goq! For Sotek!
Gar! Gar! Gar! For Sotek!
Qua! Qua! Qua! For Sotek!
Qu'itt! Qu'itt! Qu'itt! For Sotek!
Goq! Goq! Goq! For Sotek!
Gar! Gar! Gar! For Sotek!
Qua! Qua! Qua! For Sotek!
Qu'itt! Qu'itt! Qu'itt! For Sotek!
Goq! Goq! Goq! For Sotek!
Gar! Gar! Gar! For Sotek!
Qua! Qua! Qua! For Sotek!
Qu'itt! Qu'itt! Qu'itt! For Sotek!