High Elf Lament

I see the blood lust in their eyes,
As they come closer for kill
And we know there is no salvation,
No help, no hope, or reason to scream:
Bow to the Plague God's will!

We fought for days, on plains of Chaos
Slaughtering hordes of daemons,
But for each pile of bodies we grew
Another Legion sorcerers summoned.

Our swords sang against howls of beasts
And Nurgle's foul creatures
Our spears raised like wall of death
Against Plague Legion
Of horrible features.

My brethren fell to that Legion of Doom
Crushed under hooves of centaurs,
Cut down by swords of beastmen,
And fists of minotaurs.

I cannot believe it ended so soon
And I am forever gone.
As my soul is enslaved
By Realms of Chaos:
Farewell Ulthuan, my home.