Poem -

The Death Korps of Krieg

Through the wastelands we march
Trained from birth
On this barren toxic planet
To die for the Emperor is to live we are told
To die is an honor
To die is a gift
This is the truth, to think opposite is heresy
We shall fear no evil, we shall erase it from our world
We shall fight with the Imperium in our hearts
Or die with a bolt in them.
The masks we wear shall never see light
A death in the name of the Emperor
Is no death at all

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