By the Grace of the Golden Throne 
And Holy Terra
We are rising in flames
We are prophets of dawn!
We are storms made of iron,
The soldiers of mankind!
We shall cure the heresy
Clean the forlorn...

We are soldiers of future
The Pride of Imperium!
We are made out of steel
And we march for mankind.
By the Grace of the Golden Throne
And Holy Terra
We shall bring down the worlds
To the feet of the lgiht.

Let the galaxy fear
And all chaos tremble
The Imperium rises,
The new golden sun!
May the Emperor guide us
And save us from fear!
Let the Golden [bad word] Over bilion worlds!

We are marching in pride
For mankind and for glory,
We are marching for light
By the Grace of the Throne!

The Emperor protects! (3 times)