Their armor painted black
Stained with their own dread
They charge with no mercy
Bloodlust widespread
On the battlefield
Their enemies tremble in fear
A relentless storm
Their wrath drawing near
Blackened armor
Cursed by the flaw
Embrace the darkness
Heed their call
Berserk warriors
A relentless horde
Suffering minds
Forever warped
Sanguine angels
From noble birth
Now slaves to anger
On cursed earth
Blackened armor
As darkness falls
Blood angels lost
Their fate enthralls
Rage courses through their veins
Consuming their soul
Bound by the Black Rage
Their destiny
Their toll
Drunk on the fury
Fueled by the pain
They are the Death Company
Death Company
The Angels of Fear
Blood Angels' cursed brethren
No hope
Only tears
Brothers of blood
Cursed and wild
Fury unleashed
Senses defiled
Lost to the darkness
Gripped by despair
Death Company
The angels' nightmare
Wounds unhealing
Scars etched deep
Rage unending
In their souls they keep
Blackened armor
Painted in blood-red strain
Sons of Sanguinius
Forever stained
Flesh torn apart
By inner strife
Echoes of battle
Consume their life
Beneath a blackened sky
They scream and cry
Fearless and broken
They're destined to die
Rage courses through their veins
Consuming their soul
Bound by the Black Rage
Their destiny
Their toll
Drunk on the fury
Fueled by the pain
They are the Death Company
Death Company
The Angels of Fear
Blood Angels' cursed brethren
No hope
Only tears