Swords in hand at the bloody

fields of history

We rend our blades

through dogma and humility

Carve the future according to our will

Set worlds ablaze

with our seething fire

Let you all acknowledge

that we are here

As masters to rule this failing humanity

Our beings formed

in rage and defiance

With strength to trample

the weak and the foolish

And so we march with burning brands

Temples of flame on our path to glory.