blade of antwyr

In the shadow of Terra, born to fight,

With a heart of steel, a beacon of light.

Garviel Loken, a warrior bold,

In the Luna Wolves, his tale unfolds.

From Ullanor’s fields to the Isstvan sands,

He fought with courage, took his stand.

Against the tide of heresy’s blight,

He held the line, in the darkest night.

Loken, Loken of the Luna Wolves,

A hero's story in the cosmos revolves.

With a blade so sharp and a mind so keen,

In the halls of history, his name is seen.

Through betrayal's storm and the clash of fate,

He stood his ground, would never break.

With Torgaddon and Tarik by his side,

Against the traitors, he would not hide.

In the ruins of Isstvan, his spirit burned,

Though the world fell apart, his honor earned.

To the end, he fought, with valor and might,

A true son of the Emperor, in eternal fight.

Loken, Loken of the Luna Wolves,

A hero's story in the cosmos revolves.

With a blade so sharp and a mind so keen,

In the halls of history, his name is seen.

So here's to you, Garviel Loken, strong,

A legend's spirit in this song,

In the stars, your story's told,

A beacon in the dark, brave and bold.