RED ELF

We are called the Imperial Guard.
Gained from each of the planets below.
When my friends died, I saw their blood,
Filling cracks in mosaics of floor.

R:
Where were all when the Tyranids came?
Where were they all the time that we fought?
It's a heresy - make such a blame.
I said nothing, It was just a thought.

All of mighty powersuited marines
watch us fighting and smile as we die.
Their banners are riding the winds,
As our standarts the mud can't deny.

R:
Where were all when the Tyranids came?
Where were they all the time that we fought?
It's a heresy - make such a blame.
I said nothing, It was just a thought.

Please, do not try to find a way out,
When the death open doors to within.
If retreat, you'll be pinned down by scout
Or officially sent assassin.

R:
Where were all when the Tyranids came?
Where were they all the time that we fought?
It's a heresy - make such a blame.
I said nothing, It was just a thought.

Driven ladies that Sisters of Battle
Neither front or the ranks stand they are.
They avoid all of fast flying metal,
Watching our rear from afar.

R:
Where were all when the Tyranids came?
Where were they all the time that we fought?
It's a heresy - make such a blame.
I said nothing, It was just a thought.

We are called the Imperial Guard.
I have fought on planet below.
All my friends saw my fall, and red blood,
Filled the cracks in mosaics of floor.

АВТОР: Владимир Винников