The Girl with the Gun. (interpreted by the White Army Valhallan.)

--- ❄️ [Verse I (English)] On the frozen ridge she waits in silence, Snow and steel wrapped tight around her frame. A steady breath, a world of violence— But every shot she fires is perfect aim. For Valhalla’s sons and daughters trust her, A whisper in the storm, unwavering and true. Ten greenskins fall each day before her thunder, The Emperor guides every round she drew. [Refrain (Latin)] “Ave puella armata! Oculus aquilae! Pro Imperatore pugnat— Mortem hostibus dat!” [Chorus (English)] She is the girl with the gun, Guardian of the rising sun, Through ice and fire she stands as one— And ten dead Orks mark every day she’s won. She is the girl with the gun. [Verse II (English)] Her rifle sings across the battlefield, A sacred hymn of vengeance cold and bright. The Orks advance, but none can make her yield— She turns their rage to shadows in the night. Her comrades cheer her name in frozen trenches, A legend growing stronger with each kill. For every fallen friend, her fury quenches The green tide’s roar with quiet, deadly skill. [Refrain (Latin)] “Virtus in glaciem! Fortitudo aeternum! Pro Patria pugnat illa— Bellum vincimus per eam!” [Bridge (English + Latin)] A heartbeat, a breath, a whisper— She chooses who will fall. “Ad mortem hostium!” she whispers, And Orks collapse one and all. [Final Chorus (English)] She is the girl with the gun, Defying darkness, never undone. For Emperor and homeland, she has become A star of wrath that never shuns the sun. Yes—she is the girl with the gun. [Final Latin Coda] “Imperator vult! Valhalla surgit! Puella cum arma— Victoria nostra!” ---