"We are the surgeons of demise. Monarchs to the kingdom of the dead. We will Show you the meaning of pain. Abacinate you then open you up with knives. Take what we want. Make your flesh our own." [One of the Savage Morticians in Graham McNeill's Dead Sky, Black Sun in The Ultramarines, Omnibus p. 664] We are the kings of killing The masters of bloodspilling Time to rape and murder That's our sense of humour Demon hordes Dreadnoughts Diabolic evil Soldiers of the Devil We are Masters Of The Killing Art We march through guts and gore Fighting the eternal war We are here for bloodshed Killing for the Blood God Engine of pain Totally insane Perverse rapist With the chainfist We are Masters Of The Killing Art We haunt the depth of the night We're always ready to fight We rape your desecrated frame And burn your damned soul in the flames Murderers Monsters Demon engine Warmachine We are Masters Of The Killing Art