Big Emp’r… big light… Shiny throne… never night… Big Emp’r… big light… Shiny throne… never night… I is born to smash and fight Hold me gun and hold it tight Commissar say “stand up straight” Emp’r watch, so I not late Big gold man on big chair high Never move but never die Priest man shout, say “He still strong” I just nod and hum along Big Emp’r on big chair I feel Him everywhere In the boom and in the fire He my boss, He my sire Big Emp’r don’t talk much But I feel His big touch If He say “go” I go far Even if I not think hard Lots of wires, lots of skulls Buzzing noise inside the halls Tech-priest whisper, sparks and steam Say He living… like a dream I not get it, not too smart But I feel Him in my heart When I smash and when I roar I do it for Him, and for war Big Emp’r on big chair Golden light in dusty air If He stuck, I stay too Big strong Ogryn see it through Big Emp’r old and tired But He never get retired I keep watch, night and day Smash bad things that come His way If He wake, I bring Him food Best rations, extra good If He speak, I listen fast Hope His voice be big and loud If He sad… I smash it dead All the bad things in His head No more pain, no more cries Big Emp’r never dies Big Emp’r on big chair Still alive, still right there Worlds may burn, stars may fall But He biggest of them all Big Emp’r… big light… Keep me strong in every fight…
