Is it just me, or does the song almost fit Horus perfectly?
Listen to the lyrics, they seem pretty much perfect for him.
Anyone else tottaly hear Horus in that?
Is it just me, or does the song almost fit Horus perfectly?
Listen to the lyrics, they seem pretty much perfect for him.
Anyone else tottaly hear Horus in that?
If thats Chaos's idea of ppllution, then I'm going to start carving Eight-sided stars into my skin.
Long Live Tzeentch!
So, despite the universal symbol of Chaos is the Eight Sided star, and every single peice of Artwork ever drawn on Chaos contaisn an eight sided star carved into SOMEONES face, it is somehow the representation of Khorne?
Thats pretty retarded.
http://wh40k.lexicanum.com/wiki/Chaos
The iconic symbol of Chaos is the eight-pointed star, representing the infinite possibilities of Chaos.
Or he may not
I think its funny when a Khorne warrior dies in an accident.
that SO describes Horus "back to destroy those he once saved!"
"WE WILL SMITE THE INVADERS FROM OUR SKIES! Though they sweep over our lands like the sands of winter, never again will we bow before them; never again endure their oppression; never again endure their tyranny. We will strike without warning and without mercy, fighting as one hand, one heart, one soul. We will shatter their dreams and haunt their nightmares, drenching our ancestors' graves with their blood. And as our last breath tears at their lungs; as we rise again from the ruins of our cities...they will know: Helghan belongs to the Helghast." -Scholar Visari
Fitz Salnarville, Duke William's favourite knyghte,
To noble Edelwarde his life dyd yielde;
Withe hys tylte launce hee stroke with thilk a myghte,
The Norman's bowels steemde upon the feeld.
Old Salnarville beheld hys son lie ded, 235
Against Erie Edelward his bowe-strynge drewe;
But Harold at one blowe made tweine his head;
He dy'd before the poignant arrowe flew.
So was the hope of all the issue gone,
And in one battle fell the sire and son.
Whatever I just told that Horus story does not match that song in question.
Fitz Salnarville, Duke William's favourite knyghte,
To noble Edelwarde his life dyd yielde;
Withe hys tylte launce hee stroke with thilk a myghte,
The Norman's bowels steemde upon the feeld.
Old Salnarville beheld hys son lie ded, 235
Against Erie Edelward his bowe-strynge drewe;
But Harold at one blowe made tweine his head;
He dy'd before the poignant arrowe flew.
So was the hope of all the issue gone,
And in one battle fell the sire and son.