Warlords of Bos Taurus

None can resist

No pity for your feeble race

All of you shall serve or perish

Imperial cultists bring no peace

Witness your sons and daughters killed in our very name

The drums of war echo throughout the battleground

Children are sent to the pyre

Men are impaled and women are raped

Habitations are wiped off the map

Beg on your knees

Bovine warlords exterminate all those who oppose

Eradicate these human colonies

Butcher the weak

Pulverize their fucking homeland

Organs are pierced by fucking plasma gunshots

Depopulation of the weak begins

Hear the warhorns

The helpless cries

The devastation

Bloodshed

Dismemberment

And smell those deflowered virgins