Death Korps of Krieg - Riders of the Apocalypse | Warhammer 40K Power Metal Fan Song

EPIC Warhammer 40K Powermetal song about the Death Riders of Krieg #music #metal #warhammer40k #powermetal #deathkorpsofkrieg #berserkerbattleanthems #deathriders "Onward they came, silent save for the clatter of talons. No warcry on their lips, no cheers or taunts. Without mercy or jubilation, they solemnly slaughtered until nothing remained but silence." —Scrivener Cellivar Gehan Riders of the Apocalypse |Power Meta song was created by AI with Claude (Lyrics), Suno (Song) and Midjourney (Art) as an unoffical fan song for the Death Korps of Krieg from Warhammer 40K. Hope you like it 😁 MY Youtube 👇🏻😁 ‪@BerserkerBattleAnthems‬ Lyrics: [Intro] Reiter! Reiter! Sattelt auf! Durch das Feuer geht der Lauf! Lanzen hoch und Masken dicht! Der Tod reitet ins Gericht! [Verse 1] Steel-shod hooves on shattered ground Through the wastelands, hell-bound Steeds reborn through iron will Bred for war and bred to kill Vitae wombs gave them their breath Augmented flesh that laughs at death No gas can choke, no fear can slow The Death Riders where they go [Pre-Chorus] Im Galopp durch Rauch und Flammen! The lance is aimed and true Wir reiten stets zusammen! Death is riding through [Chorus] We are the Riders of the Apocalypse! Thunder rolls beneath our grip! Hunting lances charged with light Through the wire, through the night! On our steeds of steel and bone We charge the breach alone! What is speed to those who race the grave? Death Riders! Fast and brave! [Verse 2] When the breakthrough must be made When the trenches must be paid Cavalry from ages past Rides again, the die is cast Explosive lances pierce the line Tank and traitor, all decline A saber flash, a thunder roll The charge that breaks the enemy's soul [Pre-Chorus] Vorwärts, immer vorwärts! No retreat and no dismay Attacke ohne Gnade! We ride them down today [Chorus] We are the Riders of the Apocalypse! Thunder rolls beneath our grip! Hunting lances charged with light Through the wire, through the night! On our steeds of steel and bone We charge the breach alone! What is speed to those who race the grave? Death Riders! Fast and brave! [Verse 3] They call us relics, call us mad Horses gone where tanks have trad But when the mud swallows the machine The Riders cross where none have been Through craters deep and razor wire Through chemical fog and hellfire The last hussars of a dying age Writing history's final page [Bridge] Wenn die letzte Stunde schlägt Und der Boden bebt und brennt Reiten wir dem Tod entgegen Den wir alle längst gekannt Ross und Reiter, Stahl und Knochen Eins geworden in der Schlacht Unsere Lanzen sind gebrochen Doch wir reiten durch die Nacht Man and steed became as one Riding westward with the sun No grave will hold, no rest will find The Riders leave this world behind Trab! Galopp! Attacke! Die Lanzen senkt zum Stoß! Trab! Galopp! Attacke! Kein Feind entkommt uns bloß! Hufe donnern! Erde bebt! Der Feind zerbricht und flieht! Wer den Tod im Sattel lebt, Singt das letzte Lied! [Final Chorus] We are the Riders of the Apocalypse! Thunder rolls beneath our grip! Hunting lances charged with light Through the wire, through the night! On our steeds of steel and bone We charge the breach alone! What is speed to those who race the grave? Death Riders! Fast and brave! [Breakdown Chorus] This is the charge that shakes the ground! Where hope is lost, the Riders found! The last cavalry of humankind Leaves death and glory intertwined! From Krieg's ash to distant stars We carry old and honored scars! What is fear to those who ride the storm? Death Riders! We were born to war! [Outro] Reiter... Reiter... reitet heim... Die Schlacht ist längst geschlagen... Doch morgen ruft ein neuer Krieg... Und wieder wird geritten... Eins, zwei, drei, vier... Im Sattel sterben wir... Für Imperator und Thron... Die Reiter reiten schon...