Oh my Throne. Look at that tome. That thing got chapters.
I like big rulebooks and I cannot lie
You other brothers can’t deny
When a tome walks in with a thousand page spine
And grimdark lore divine
You get sprung! Wanna pull out your tape
‘Cause the codex got weight in the shape!
Deep in the shelves it’s stashin’
Glossy pages, stats all clashin’
Heavy with that lore so thick
You crack it open, rules so slick
Flip that spine, hear that crack,
That’s the sound of commitment, fact.
Stats so dense, charts so wide,
My coffee’s cold, but I’m satisfied.
Ooh, Rites of War are readin’
You say you wanna be leadin’?
Well use me, use me,
‘Cause that rulebook’s got me choosy.
I’ve seen them readin'
The charts, the rolls, the feedin’.
It’s sweat, wet,
Got that hardcover set!
I like thick rulebooks and I can’t deny,
Other Commissars can’t testify.
When a codex drops with a spine so wide,
I lose my composure inside.
Oh baby rules so deep,
Whole appendix I gotta keep.
I’m hooked, I’m shook, I’m fully booked,
By a three hundred-page look!
Datasheets stacked like a servo skull hoard,
Stratagems read like ancient accord.
Errata drops? I cheer... not moan,
More pages to lug to the gaming zone.
Bookmarks out like purity seals,
Highlighting combos that feel too real.
My shelf’s bowed down, but it’s worth the pain,
That’s supporting lore weight training.
So Brothers! (Yeah!) Brothers! (Yeah!)
Has your codex got that mass? (Hell yeah!)
Tell ‘em to read it! (Read it!) Read it! (Read it!)
Read that hefty book!
Rulebook got stacks!
(40k Got Stacks!)
Slaanesh Legion, decadent might,
Codex dripping with excess delight.
Pleasure and pain in the statline mix,
Roll those dice for chaotic tricks.
Silken banners, twisted song,
Every stratagem feels so wrong.
But I grin yeah, I read it all,
From daemonettes to the prince enthralled.
If it’s lavish? Great. If it’s cursed? Fine.
I’m here for indulgence and the battle line.
I like thick rulebooks and I can’t deny,
Hardbacks make my heart comply.
When a girl walks in with a Slaanesh Legion spin,
And that codex thoomps okay, yeah, I’m in.
So print it big, let the pages multiply,
No shame in my gamer alibi.
I’m hooked, I’m shook, I’m fully booked
By a thick rulebook!
Ork Boyz stompin’ with dakka delight,
Codex green, full of fight.
Tables crashin’, dice all fly,
Every stratagem’s a battle cry.
Choppas swing, the rules go boom,
Glossy pages light the room.
If it’s loud, if it’s crude,
That’s Ork math properly skewed!
Necron glyphs in metallic prose,
Ancient charts that nobody knows.
Reanimation rolls, eternal grind,
Codex etched in a deathless mind.
Silver pages, cryptic lore,
Every errata opens more.
Immortal stats, eternal reign,
Rulebook’s weight is my chain.
Codex stacks, codex stacks,
Every army got lore that smacks.
Imperium, Chaos, Xenos crew,
Each one’s tome is thick and true.
So flip it, grip it,
Read that stratagem script!
Rulebook got stacks!
(40k Got Stacks!)
Four dark gods in a single spine,
Every page a blasphemous sign.
Khorne’s rage, Tzeentch’s scheme,
Nurgle’s rot, Slaanesh’s dream.
Tables cursed, dice possessed,
Every stratagem feels obsessed.
But I’m hooked, yeah, I’m enthralled,
By the chaos codex call.
Read it! (Read it!)
Stack it! (Stack it!)
Codex heavy, never lack it!
Flip it! (Flip it!)
Roll it! (Roll it!)
Rulebook’s weight you gotta hold it!
Tomes so vast, they bend the rack,
Warhammer lore got STACKS ON STACKS!
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