From the depths of the forge worlds, a titan made of steel,
Ancient machine spirit, bound in iron and zeal,
A relic of destruction, with armor thick as dread,
The Baneblade roars to life, in the name of the dead.
Its treads carve paths through the bones of the slain,
Unleashing hellfire, a symphony of pain,
Siege cannon thunders, as enemies fall,
The Baneblade crushes all, heed its call.
War machine of the Imperium, crushing all in its path,
Ancient spirit awakened, unleashing its wrath,
Steel and fury intertwined, the battlefield it claims,
The Baneblade reigns supreme, in the Emperor's name.
Bolters blaze and lascannons sear,
Through the chaos of battle, the Baneblade steers,
A fortress on treads, a monolith of war,
Unyielding, unstoppable, it craves for more.
Ancient rites performed, to soothe the beast within,
Machine spirits whisper, where the carnage begins,
Gears grind and engines roar, an echo through the night,
Enemies tremble in fear, at the Baneblade's sight.
Its treads carve paths through the bones of the slain,
Unleashing hellfire, a symphony of pain,
Siege cannon thunders, as enemies fall,
The Baneblade's fury, no one can repeal.
War machine of the Imperium, crushing all in its path,
Ancient spirit awakened, unleashing its wrath,
Steel and fury intertwined, the battlefield it claims,
The Baneblade reigns supreme, in the Emperor's name.
Bolters blaze and lascannons sear,
Through the chaos of battle, the Baneblade steers,
A fortress on treads, a monolith of war,
Unyielding, unstoppable, in the Emperor's name.
From the ruins of war, it emerges unscarred,
A testament to power, relentless and hard,
Guided by the hands of the faithful and pure,
Through the fire of battle, its legacy endures.
Siege cannon speaks, with a voice like thunder,
Enemy lines break, torn asunder,
Blood and iron mix, in the forge of fate,
The Baneblade's dominion, none can debate.
Unyielding in purpose, a juggernaut of death,
Its name whispered in terror, with every breath,
Ancient and eternal, its legend will last,
The Baneblade's legacy, forged in the past.
War machine of the Imperium, crushing all in its path,
Ancient spirit awakened, unleashing its wrath,
Steel and fury intertwined, the battlefield it claims,
The Baneblade reigns supreme, in the Emperor's name.
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