the warrior of the imperial

the enemy is at out doorstep and think he can push us off this world
he was already cloten he can taste his victory but what he fall to see is that we make this his last meal
the chief libraraian has ordered the purge of this world to protect our chapters secrets
are we to retreat with our duty unfulfilled
are we to let a black mark strain the banner of the blood raven s
i say will not
i say our enemy will regret the day to face us in battle
our battle barge orbit overhead and will rain the emperor holy fury on our opponents
more of our battle brother will come to join the fight
but as ever our enemy out number us
each of you must be a army in own right veterans of the first company
the finest of entire chapter stand with us
let their valor guide your fire into the enermy ' heart
remember we are blood's raven's brother's
we have all sworn to protect France of hidden knowledge each one of us must fall before handing this world to the enermy
the emperor is with us
the unknow primarch is with us
they had come for our blood
but they will drown in their own

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Davian Thule