Those on your world will doubt you
but you are hunger for that doubt
those others
who say you can and will never achieve your goals
those doubts fuel you
you feast on their riches
you will achieve what generations before could not fathom
i have seem many who have failed
but you will never fail
you will not stop until you achieve
the highest rank of the emperors legions
you will be the emperors champion
i see the raw power buried deep within you
Others might not see it now
but they will
your destiny is rising
inside your mind
inside you soul
you are hunger for it
the enemies are closer than we see forth
The heretics live amongst us
they will doubt you
they will ridicule your motives
they are cursed with pride and ego
and the excuse of comfort
they lope in their hive worlds
fearful of whats to come the next day
they fear death
they fear lose
they fear pain
fear does not plight you
you serve the emperors will
you are unstoppable
you will crush the swarm
that threatens to devour and consume
all that we love
all that we have accomplished
you will eradicate the heretics
you will rip the spine from the orcs
you will burn the xeno to ash
you are whats standing between
our eternal salvation
and complete destruction
we will turn your body from weak flesh
to iron and steel
you will embrace pain
and laugh at its attempts to break you
you are unbreakable
your will is the emperors will
we are the holy crusaders
and you will not stop
until all those who oppose us
are crushed
we serve the emperors will
we fight and die
death is our duty
and we will never stop
i believe in you
i believe in your destiny

In the first age, in the first battle, when the shadows first lengthened, one stood
He chose the path of perpetual torment
In his ravenous hatred he found no peace
And with boiling blood he scoured the Umbral Plains seeking vengeance against the dark lords who had wronged him
And those that tasted the bite of his sword named him
The Doom Slayer
Tempered by the fires of hell
His iron will remained steadfast through the passage
That preys upon the weak

He set forth without pity
And he hunted the slaves of doom with barbarous cruelty
Unbreakable, incorruptible, unyielding

None could stand before the horde but The Doom Slayer
For he alone was the hell walker
They knew he would come
As he always had
As he always will
To feast on the blood of the wicked

The Doom Slayer sought to end the dominion of the dark realm
Despair spread before him, like a plague
Striking fear into the shadow dwellers
Driving them to deeper and darker pits

His power grew
Swift and unrelenting
Blinded by his fervor, the lure drew him in
The priests entombed him in the cursed sarcophagus
The mark of the doom slayer was burned upon his crypt
A warning to all of hell that the terror within must never be freed

And there he lies still
Ever more
In silent suffering.