Come together to tear down the sky
Deny revelations seen with my eyes
Alone together, we breathe as one
We suffocate under the frozen sun
We work together to eliminate time
Destroying ourselves, ignoring the signs
We've gone too far, there is no turning around
So dig your grave beneath the frozen ground
The cracks start to show
I don't know if the ice will hold
The winter of torture never ends
Summer dies and it starts again
The shapes in the snow
Are made by souls with nowhere to go
This winter of torture never ends
We all die, then it just starts again
We pray together to make the world end
To bathe in the blood of our families and friends
Unknown conclusions, the loss of control
You can't go to hell if you don't have a soul
Gather together to poison the air
We take our last breath and still we don't care
No motor functions; your vision is blurred
Lying in a pile of dead boys and girls
Can you feel it, the hour of war draws near. So much pain and sorrow on the battlefield, what a beautiful sight. Feel my pain and feel my sorrow! I can hardly contain my excitement, but don't be afraid I am but a mere priest not some barbarian who breaks bones and rips apart flesh. Oh no I leave the dirty work to my more then capable allies of Ordo Rozen Kreutz. The mind however is another story I'm afraid. A master of illusions, a shape shifter, I can grant your every dream or I can make you experince your greatest nightmares. For the mind is far more fragile then the body could ever be . Embrace the sorrow or be consumed by it, in the end the choice is yours and yours alone........ or is it? /grin
- Saryrn, the god of sorrow

In the end we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends.