Текст песни Keepers of Death - Чёрная Чума

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Paratroopers Death to walk over corpses,
Silently incurring a death.
Knows no fear and pain do not know,
Battling enemies of the Black Plague.

Each of the warriors swarm of fumbling,
From holes in the armor hanging guts,
Pus with blood seeping through his veins,
Continue over the corpses of their dead march.

And if you will touch the enemies of rusty steel,
There will be no salvation from the bondage of death.
Hundreds of zombies rose Imperials,
As if nightmares abominable dreams.

Forgotten are the vows and the truth too,
Chopped ever two-headed eagle.
Chaos excrescence on skin extinct
Eclipsed over the Astartes His aura.

To the glory of decay and Mortarion,
In the name of the grandfather Nurgle go
The soldiers of the Fourteenth Legion -
Death Guard that are filth.