Blood for a Blood God

In realms where blood and battle reign, Khorne's fury burns, a crimson flame. A god of rage, of might and gore, In the heat of combat, his power soars.

From clash of steel to warrior's cry, His dominion spreads, relentless and high. Skulls piled high, a gory throne, Khorne's essence carved in every bone.

No prayers or pleas, just honor in fight, In Khorne's embrace, warriors find might. Bloodshed and conflict, his sacred call, In the heart of battle, he stands tall.

To him, the carnage is a sweet hymn, A symphony of chaos where warriors trim. Khorne, the lord of wrath unbound, In every clash, his presence is found.