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Lyrics:

I remember that day when the sky split wide,
When Behemat roared, the whole world shook and cried.
The storm was blazin', lightning burnin' through his hide,
I saw the Hammer God smirkin’, thinkin’ he’s sly.
We fought like brothers once, me and Sigmar's chosen,
Now I know the truth, all his words were poison.
The bolt struck deep, I watched my father fall,
With my one good eye, I burned the sight of it all.

A king of the sprawl, a son of the chasm,
Clawed my way up, through the muck and the phantasm.
I ain’t just a brute, I’ve got power in my soul,
Gonna tear down the heavens, fill the gods with woe.

Son of Behemat! Avenge your Father!
(Brodd! Brodd! Brodd!)
Son of Behemat! Crush the fodder!
(Brodd! Brodd! Brodd!)
Son of Behemat! And the Hammer God slaughter!
(Brodd! Brodd! Brodd!)

I stomped through the ruins, Tor Crania’s bones,
Where the Cygors crawled, defilin’ sacred stones.
They stared with their single eyes, dead to all but magic’s glow,
I grabbed the toppled monolith, felt the power flow.
I smashed their leader’s skull, felt the old rage rise,
A piece of Behemat’s soul blazed deep in my mind.
That stone's my staff now, I walk with Behemat's might,
Every swing brings vengeance, every blow’s a fight.

I’m the elder of giants, the truth-carver’s heir,
Where I tread, cities crumble, they cower in despair.
Sigmar, you coward, hear my roaring plea,
When your star-castle falls, it'll be ‘cause of me.

Son of Behemat! Avenge your Father!
(Brodd! Brodd! Brodd!)
Son of Behemat! Crush the fodder!
(Brodd! Brodd! Brodd!)
Son of Behemat! And the Hammer God slaughter!
(Brodd! Brodd! Brodd!)

I sat where his heart once beat, two days I did brood,
Felt the pulse of the World Titan, his hatred renewed.
I saw his death a thousand times in the flame,
And every time I swore, I’d bring Sigmar pain.
Gather 'round, my kin, let me tell you the tale,
Of how the Hammer God’s deceit led to our wail.
His cities we’ll shatter, his warriors we’ll feast,
Till the last breath of Sigmar, we’ll never cease.

Son of Behemat! Avenge your Father!
(Brodd! Brodd! Brodd!)
Son of Behemat! Crush the fodder!
(Brodd! Brodd! Brodd!)
Son of Behemat! And the Hammer God slaughter!
(Brodd! Brodd! Brodd!)

The Era of the Beast, my wrath has awakened,
I march with my kin, the earth is quakin’.
Every stomp we take, the heavens tremble in fear,
The shade of Behemat is with me, I feel him near.
I’ll gather every gargant from realm to realm,
With our fists like mountains, we’ll take the helm.
Sigmar’s palace will fall, his limbs I’ll tear,
And only then will my father’s spirit rest, laid bare.

A king without a crown, I need no throne of gold,
My wrath is my scepter, my vengeance is bold.
I am Brodd, the son of the World Titan’s roar,
I’ll lay waste to the Hammer God’s core.

Son of Behemat! Avenge your Father!
(Brodd! Brodd! Brodd!)
Son of Behemat! Crush the fodder!
(Brodd! Brodd! Brodd!)
Son of Behemat! And the Hammer God slaughter!
(Brodd! Brodd! Brodd!)

We’re the biggest, the best, the greatest of our kind,
With every giant’s step, till Sigmar we find.
The world will tremble, the gods will cower,
When Brodd’s rage is unleashed, in the final hour.
(Brodd! Brodd! Brodd!)
The Son of Behemat rises, his wrath is ours,
(Brodd! Brodd! Brodd!)
Till the Hammer God’s fall, we’ll crush, we’ll devour!
(Brodd! Brodd! Brodd!)

Son of Behemat!
(Brodd! Brodd! Brodd!)
(Brodd! Brodd! Brodd!)
Son of Behemat!
(Brodd! Brodd! Brodd!)
(Brodd! Brodd! Brodd!)
Son of Behemat!
(Brodd! Brodd! Brodd!)
(Brodd! Brodd! Brodd!)
Son of Behemat!
(Brodd! Brodd! Brodd!)

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