Your strength means nothing for us Our legion will rise from the ashes My sons, follow your primarch The battle begun, no way to retreat We step into Prospero Bow down under our clear-eyed gaze See fire sparkles on our plates The magic flame is our essence Feel the power of our Pesedjet Now! You'll never feel such pain as we did You'll never be allowed to outbid Our knowledge, which will be locked forever for you Your strength means nothing for us Our legion will rise from the ashes My sons, follow your primarch The battle begun, no way to retreat Tizca welcomes us with millions lights Will meet their death in a magic flame The memory of us would be lost Feel the pain of our legion How could you be so ignorant and paranoiac? You have destroyed our sacred place! With no remorse, you will be cursed You will be burned By our "precious" magic Your all will know The scale of the tragic We should have to see And don't believe That you can flee so easily Величественный по всём И во главе с Алым Королём Врезаясь кромкой хопеша в рассвет Бесстрашно в бой идёт Песеджет