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Mighty the hammer falls
The hand of iron heeds his masters call
The pheonix plucks his trophy of regret
Dead in his hands the eyes stare vacantly t’word things to come
Clarity
Treachery
Divided by fate, sworn to the blade
The Abyss convulses to the rhythm of death
A seal, upon the day
Marks, the Imperiums' dying breath
Heresy!
Tradgedy!
Upon the horizon,
Brothers become undone
A fools gamble
Once great lords become
Lost in fear
behold the raven’s
Warriors broken
Weap tears of anguish, upon istvan ash
Watch the traitors fane
Like moths to a flame
Their shackles illusive but Souls and skin maimed
How can this be?
Those once bound by honour to thee
Spit upon the omnisicnent
Now Decived
Never free
Mark of eight
The Great Enemy
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Eightfold Conjuration
06:39
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I, scholar of the vetoed sect
Catalyst upon the stars to rend,
Bring the baleful gods wrath to thee
In repose of an altar defiled by greed
The son leaves his masters awe behind
Doors will unlock a new pantheon to find
The true lords of war, pestilence, excess, and time,
the anathema does not see the truth
Nine will become agents of doom,
Nine will forswear the fate that looms
Nine Archangels of a cosmic renaissance
Nine sons of the anathema become
Nine bretheren lords of cursed legions
Nine astartes, heathen, warriors
Nine blessed by their ruinous masters
Nine traitors, to a doomed imperium...
Father! Thou hast decived me!
Imperiator! The name of treachery!
Brothers! Heed my call!
Retribution! The kingdom must fall!
War! The galaxy in flames!
Pestilence! They shall know my name!
Excess! Cast aside thy shame!
Time! Upon these tides shall change!
So it is,
And So it shall be
A path laid out
Cursed choirs rally to me
Cosmic flux
The void spwan are birthed
What was once fogged by ambition
Now resplendant In radiant mirth
Nine will become agents of doom,
Nine will forswear the fate that looms
Nine Archangels of a cosmic renaissance
Nine sons of the anathema become...
A new crusade's time is nigh
Bring forth the malice, behold the eye
The many against the few
but All I ever wanted was the truth...
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Who art thou to question my fealty
A loyal son I have always been
Warmaster reforged in vengeance
Davin’s veil hath lifted the sheen
The turned back of our lord and master
Oaths sworn of post-human sanguine
Visions of a darkened future
the only way to secure destiny
Come all to the pyre
(The offering upon the sand)
Those deemed untrue
(A virus encompasses the sacred land)
The horsemen descend
(In clandestine secret we share)
Soon to be revealed
(Primordial Truth)
Lupercal
Warmaster
Lord of broken beasts
Reveal to them so they may see
first among equals
the golden one, a failed decree
dark master of infamy
lead us to glory so we can be free
Arisen
Born anew
Oaths forgotten
Pestiferous chaos sinew
Behold
A champion
Unmade in shadow
A cursed lord arises
Upon dammend plateau
The perpetual die cast,
The warp things lament now silent
The aeonian cosmic wrath
Unlock the realms of fire
Eightfold path
Hail to thee arch-enemy of man
Sanctimonious task
Sanctified host, now damned
Come all to the pyre
(the fathers dream now cast to ash)
Those deemed untrue
(sacrificed upon the sands)
The horsemen descend
(the banner of chaos raised in the air)
Soon to be revealed
(rotten blood in timeless excess)
Lupercal
Arch traitor
Lord of broken beasts
Glorious beings aligned to thee
First among equals
Failed paternal excellency
Dark master of infamy
Hail the ruin of order, come and see.
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Terra is ripe, to recive the golden king
To reconcile the tribes, Under one eternal being
With hammer and thunder, one by one they will fall,
The Glipse of an empire, hear the stars, they call!
Searching for humanity
Upon treacherous skies
The conflict never ending
Bend the knee or die...
A hundred thousand worlds
A task to great to fathom
The masters avenging angels
The manifest destiny of mankind.
So it is
So it shall be
Out of the coast
and onto the seas
Tremble and bow
Submit to his will
A million decsendants
Made only to kill
To kill....
To kill...
Crimson night
Vermillion Skies
Upon tides of war -
the muscle flexed, and tunated
to venerate the human coil
Dark days loom closely
the aether claws upon his hall
and Lo, the traitors resign to fall
Enternal grimness abounds us
No hope and only war
Oh patriarch, preserve us
Our souls not ours but yours
Searching for humanity
Upon treacherous skies
The conflict never ending
Bend the knee or die...
A hundred thousand worlds
A task to great to fathom
The masters avenging angels
The manifest destiny of mankind.
Crucible
Of anthropomorphic flux
posthuman
The materium we claim for us
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