We Are Luna Wolves | The Faithful Sons Remain | Horus Heresy | Isstvan Saga

On the black sands of Isstvan III, the betrayed sons of the XVI Legion rise from the ruins to make their final stand. No longer Sons of Horus. No longer slaves to a false Warmaster.

Tarvitz. Loken. Ehrlen. Morturg.

Four shattered legions united in defiance against the coming storm.

This track follows the loyalist survivors of Isstvan III as the former Sons of Horus reclaim the name Luna Wolves and wage war against their own fathers and brothers beneath a dying sky. A grimdark anthem of loyalty, betrayal, brotherhood, and vengeance in the age of the Horus Heresy.

“We are Luna Wolves once more.”

🎵 LYRICS:

Through ruin’s dust, the loyal stand,
Brothers lost, but blades in hand.
The banners torn, the colors burned,
But faith remains — the Wolves returned.

From catacombs they climb and rise,
Beneath a dead and clouded sky.
The Wolves regroup with broken steel,
Their hearts unbound, their oaths made real.
Tarvitz stands with eyes of flame,
Abdemon calls each brother’s name.
From every trench, from every line,
They gather now — defiance divine.

We are Luna Wolves once more,
Forged in flame, reborn in war.
No crown, no lord, no traitor’s word,
Can break the oaths our blood conferred.
We are Luna Wolves once more.

Ehrlen’s red host, the World Eaters stand,
Axes clenched in trembling hand.
Morturg’s Death Guard, ghosts of grey,
Hold the flanks through rot and clay.
The Emperor’s kin with Tarvitz hold,
Their blades like vows, their eyes like gold.
Four banners scorched, but none laid low,
Four legions bound against one foe.

We are Luna Wolves once more,
Our fathers lost, our hearts at war.
Each inch of ground, each grain of stone,
We make their treason’s price our own.
We are Luna Wolves once more.

No more silence.
No more lies.
The Wolves still stand beneath these skies.
For every brother cast aside,
The traitor’s blood shall be our guide.

By oath! By flame!
By death! By name!
We are the Luna Wolves!

They raise their walls from broken dreams,
Steel and ruin, dust and screams.
Praal’s stronghold turned to stone and shield,
A fortress where no hearts shall yield.
Through cracks and smoke the banners gleam,
A dying world reborn in theme.
For every corpse the traitors earn,
Tenfold shall their vengeance burn.

We are Luna Wolves once more,
The faithful sons the Emperor bore.
Betrayed, defiled, yet unbowed still,
Our fury bound by iron will.
We are Luna Wolves once more,
Till silence claims the drums of war.

The horizon bleeds, the thunder calls,
The storm descends through shattered halls.
Fifty hosts of crimson hate,
Their Primarch walks — the Wolves await.

The dust will drink, the ground will flood…
And brother shall die for brother’s blood.

🛡️DISCLAIMER:
This is a fan-made musical work inspired by the universe of Games Workshop and the The Horus Heresy. All referenced characters, factions, settings, and concepts belong to their respective owners. This project is unofficial and created for entertainment purposes only.

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