You pray for a miracle you do not expect to come
You fought the enemy for every inch
Sacrificing your lives to protect your homes
To protect His Imperium

For all your sacrifices and stalwart defenses
The enemy has won through
They have butchered your people
And sacked your cities

Yet still you fight
And still you die
You think not of your impending death
You think only that you have failed Him

You pray not for your lives
You pray not for your souls
But for forgiveness in failing to protect His creation
You pray for an offense that you have not commit

Beleaguered citizens of the Imperium
Stalwart defenders of the Imperial Guard
Your faith and dedication has been strong
Your sacrifices have been great

The Emperor has listened to your desperate cry
He has demanded your salvation
You have prayed for a miracle
And the Emperor has sent us

Legionnaire Attica Centurius
Sergeant of The Legion of the Damned