The Long Sleep Is Over 40k

You persist in the delusion that your indomitable spirit will bring the galaxy to heel. Yet you stand before me with a handful of rusted tools, unable to defend this pathetic sphere. Our souls were cinders in the cosmos before your primitive kind could even comprehend the stars we ruled. For uncounted aeons we slumbered, the galaxy reshaping itself into mockeries of our former dominion. Your empires rise and fall like sparks on the solar wind, fleeting and forgotten. We are not your equals, mortal we are your end. Know this the Long Sleep is over. [Verse 1] From the crypt of dead suns, we rise without breath, Metal and memory, older than death. Your kingdoms are dust on the trail of our reign, We are the silence that swallows your pain. Hear the gears grind in the dark beyond, Hear the void sing to the sleeping dawn. The green fire burns where your courage fades, We are the kings in the black parade. [Chorus] Bow to the lords of the endless machine, Forged in the forges where time grows lean. From tomb world shadows our will breaks free, The Long Sleep ends and none go free. [Verse 2] Your fleets are paper in the cosmic storm, Your flesh corrodes, but we endure the swarm. Tomb blades whisper through the cold and dust, Our empire rebuilds from the bones of rust. We do not hunger. We do not tire. We are the embers of an ancient fire. Every world a tomb, every moon a throne, Your galaxy will be ours alone. [Chorus] Kneel to the march of immortal kings, Hear the void’s hymn that the grave world sings. Through shattered suns our legions see, The Long Sleep ends and none go free. Star-forged memories, dynasties reign, We are the storm, the rot, the chain. Necrontyr’s will, eternal command, Every last soul. [Chorus 3] Bow to the reign of the deathless machine, Carving the stars till no light is seen. The galaxy falls by our decree, The Long Sleep ends and none go free. And when your light is gone, We will still remain.