"We stand armed and dangerous
before the bloody fields of history.
Devoid of dogma but ready to carve,
with our penetrative will.
Strain every leash, run yellung
down the mountainside of man.
to immolate world upon world
that we were here as masters
among the failing speciens called man.
to stand before your killing gaze.
And now we travel from flame to flame,
and tower from the Will to the Glory!!!" More from Umbral Presence