[Verse 1] Yo, another shift, another grind, another sweat of the soul, Moving steel, pushing promethium, like city's a black hole. Hive life’s a beast, got me caught in the teeth, While Ecclesiarchy spittin’ sermons, I’m grindin’ beneath. Astartes? Yeah, I seen 'em rollin’ deep in the vids, Angels of death, but they don’t bleed like us kids. Still, respect’s due, they keep the xenos in check, But that preacher got me vexed, always leanin' on my neck. [Hook] They say Chaos is creepin’, but I ain’t seen no proof, Ain’t no daemons in these alleys with low hanging roof. We just cogs in the wheel, prayin' light don’t fade, While the Angels wage war, we crawl in their shade. [Verse 2] Yo, the God-Emperor’s a legend pullin' plugs on chaos rifts, While my neighbor’s on his knees, workin’ extra shifts. Some say devotion's armor, but it don't stop the toil, While the nobility's draped in silk, we’re drenched in soil. If Chaos is real, let ‘em show me the face, Cuz the arbites chase me harder than these daemons in space. And these priests, man, they preach but they can’t feed the beat, Their candles burn bright, but I’m missin’ my heat. [Hook] They say Chaos is creepin’, but I ain’t seen no proof, Ain’t no daemons in these alleys with low hanging roof. We just cogs in the wheel, prayin' light don’t fade, While the Angels wage war, we crawl in their shade. [Bridge] Astartes, yeah, they gods in the flesh, But gods don’t know hunger, and gods don’t feel stress. Respect what they do, but it don’t change my view, The Hive don’t need liturgies, just a break or two. The Ministo'rums got their hands in my pay, I give a tithe and a prayer just to make it a day. But my faith ain’t blind, I just see the grind, And if ruinous forces should ask; I’ll speak my mind. [Hook] They say Chaos is creepin’, but I ain’t seen no proof, Ain’t no daemons in these alleys with low hanging roof. We just cogs in the wheel, prayin' light don’t fade, While the Angels wage war, we crawl in their shade. [Outro] The Hive keeps spinnin’, it don’t care who’s above, Whether Chaos or Emperor, we just need some love. Astartes keep fightin', yeah, we know they must, But down here in the grind, it’s just ash and dust. [final] [psychic cry] Emperor save us Emperor save us Emperor save us Emperor save us (Anyone... save us) (Anyone... save us)