Hungry - A Warhammer Ogre Song

Hungry is a fan-made Warhammer ogre song about full bellies, open fires, and the irresistible urge to keep moving because somewhere out there is more food. If you have a theme or idea you’d like to hear explored, feel free to let me know. No promises, I’m mostly following my curiosity and whims, but I do read them. Made as an experiment combining AI-assisted music, illustration, and light video editing. This work is an unofficial fan creation and is not affiliated with or endorsed by Games Workshop. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ [Hungry] [Intro: Thin, anticipatory] Fire’s low and the boar’s on the spit Smoke in the air, can’t sit still Grease in the dark, hear it crack Mouths all watering, eyes all wide [Verse 1: World is full of food] Forests thick with things that run Fields with meat beneath the sun Wings overhead, fins below Swamps that squirm and mountains slow Shells to break and hides to tear Something chewing everywhere Doesn’t matter where we roam Every path leads back to bone [Chorus: Full crowd, stomping] So many places to go So many flavors to taste World’s too big and we’re too hungry Where do we start? Where do we race? So many places to go So many meals to claim Grab a plate and point a finger We’ll eat our way across the land [Verse 2: Peak, dangerous and exotic] Dragons fat with burning hide Golden meat from up the sky Giant scorpion, shell and sting Crack it open, hear it sing Spicy flesh and searing bite Food that fights you every night Meat that burns and meat that bites Still we’re hungry, still we fight [Chorus: Full crowd, stomping] So many places to go So many flavors to taste World’s too big and we’re too hungry Where do we start? Where do we race? So many places to go So many meals to claim Grab a plate and point a finger We’ll eat our way across the land [Verse 3: Home, nostalgic] Back at home the fire’s warm Stew that’s thick and well worn Familiar bones and heavy grease Food that brings us all to peace Still we sit and still we plan Dreaming bigger than the pan Home is good but still we say There’s more to eat the world away [Chorus: Full crowd, stomping] So many places to go So many flavors to taste World’s too big and we’re too hungry Where do we start? Where do we race? So many places to go So many meals to claim Grab a plate and point a finger We’ll eat our way across the land [Outro: Thin, anticipatory] Fire’s hot and meat is near Hear it hiss and smell it clear Knives are out and hands are set Let's Eat