Verse 1: Born of the pits where the wicked dwell, Ghoritch rose from a living hell. Clad in muscle, with iron fused, A beast of war, by Clan Moulder used. Once a warrior, now a monster reborn, In the chaos of flesh, his soul was torn. With claws of steel and a savage mind, Ghoritch crushes all, leaving none behind. Chorus: Ghoritch, the beast, the terror, the rage, A nightmare unleashed, the battlefield’s stage. Fueled by fury, by war and pain, The skaven’s monster, breaking the chain. Verse 2: His enemies quake at his thundering tread, For Ghoritch thrives where the brave are dead. The warpstone hums in his twisted veins, Granting power that no mortal sustains. Bound by hatred, his vengeance burns, To his foes, no mercy returns. A juggernaut driven by pure disdain, Ghoritch reigns in a crimson stain. Chorus: Ghoritch, the beast, the terror, the rage, A nightmare unleashed, the battlefield’s stage. Fueled by fury, by war and pain, The skaven’s monster, breaking the chain. Bridge: Through the chaos, his roar will rise, Echoing death beneath darkened skies. Though puppet he was, now a master he stands, Ghoritch, the butcher, with blood on his hands. Chorus: Ghoritch, the beast, the terror, the rage, A nightmare unleashed, the battlefield’s stage. Fueled by fury, by war and pain, The skaven’s monster, breaking the chain. Outro: When the war is done, and silence falls, Ghoritch’s name will haunt the halls. For in the annals of fear and might, His shadow lingers, eternal as night.
