The Wolf of Ulric will never bow to you
The Wolf of Ulric leads us through and through
We will fight those of Sigmar, lord of greed
Whose own people he cannot feed
People of Middenheim! Lift your Sword!
Your axe, your hammer, and off to War!
May the Emperor burn in our flame and his spirit be destroyed
So as to embody the greed of which our people are void
He has led to death, all for his gain
Taking pleasure in our perpetual pain
We have toiled in our walls, so as to finally prepare
To storm his corrupt Lair!
We will not surrender our honor, not as long as the flame will burn!
If we are to be loyal to him, he must learn
That we men of Middenheim will not bow to corruption
We would sooner face destruction
Take up arms, and march to war
We will stand it no more
Stand, for Ulric will guide you wrath
We will leave justice behind our warpath
The Emperor’s head we will bring back to the city
He will wallow in his corrupted pity
This is a chant which I wrote which would embody the seccesionist ideas of Middeheim during the Time of the Three Emperors.
Criticise as you wish, it helps me improve.