Name: Anonymous 2007-04-29 6:36 ID:mBpybif5
With the thirty-seven keys of Tzeentch, we open the way for our brothers.
With the thousand whispers of Slaanesh, we call to them.
With the twelve plagues of Nurgle, we fell their enemies.
And with the mighty axe of Khorne, we cut open the world for them!
Come forth to bear the word of Chaos!
Hear my warnings, unbelievers. Carried to your minds by the power of the Prince of Excess himself.
We have raised altars in this land so that we may sacrifice you to our gods.
Veterans of ten millenia of unholy war wait to grind you beneath the treads of their mighty boots.
The chosen of Khorne hunger to add you to their bloody tally.
The Blood God himself has marked this land, and will claim your skulls for his throne.
There is no hope in opposing the inevitable.
Put down your arms, unbelievers, and bow before the Forces of Chaos undivided.
With the thousand whispers of Slaanesh, we call to them.
With the twelve plagues of Nurgle, we fell their enemies.
And with the mighty axe of Khorne, we cut open the world for them!
Come forth to bear the word of Chaos!
Hear my warnings, unbelievers. Carried to your minds by the power of the Prince of Excess himself.
We have raised altars in this land so that we may sacrifice you to our gods.
Veterans of ten millenia of unholy war wait to grind you beneath the treads of their mighty boots.
The chosen of Khorne hunger to add you to their bloody tally.
The Blood God himself has marked this land, and will claim your skulls for his throne.
There is no hope in opposing the inevitable.
Put down your arms, unbelievers, and bow before the Forces of Chaos undivided.