Return of Reckoning

Soldiers of the korps rejoice!
Swing, swing, swing with me
Raise your pick and raise your voice!
Sing, sing, sing with me
Down and down into the trench
Tracking down that ghastly stench
Traitors, daemons, orks and more
Hidden in the fog of war

Born in the hive, suckled from a teat of glass
Raised in the dark, on rations that just taste like arse
Skin made of iron, steel in our souls
To kill and die, makes us free
Come on soldiers sing with me!

We are the korps and were digging a trench
Diggy diggy trench, diggy diggy trench
We are the korps and were digging a trench
Diggy diggy trench, digging a trench

The sunlight will not reach this low
Deep, deep underground
Ever-present flood light glow
Soldiers lying low
Fill a clip and grab your gun!
Pack your kitbag on the run!
Rumble forth in APC's
Shooting them while their asleep

Born in the hive, grown inside a vitae womb
The war is our cradle; the combat zone will be our tomb
Face us on the battlefield; 'cause we are all doomed
We do not fear what lies beneath
We will fight them in the deep

We are the korps and were digging a trench
Diggy diggy trench, diggy diggy trench
We are the korps and were digging a trench
Diggy diggy trench, digging a trench
We are the korps and were digging a trench
Diggy diggy trench, diggy diggy trench
We are the korps and were digging a trench
Diggy diggy trench, digging a trench

Born in the hive, suckled from a teat of glass
Raised in the dark, on rations that just taste like arse
Skin made of iron, steel in our souls
To kill and die, makes us free
Come on soldiers sing with me!

We are the korps and were digging a trench
Diggy diggy trench, diggy diggy trench
We are the korps and were digging a trench
Diggy diggy trench, digging a trench
We are the korps and were digging a trench
Diggy diggy trench, diggy diggy trench
We are the korps and were digging a trench
Diggy diggy trench, digging a trench