Honor the craft of death, cause your armor is your soul
If a job's worth doing it's worth dying for
Our thoughts light the darkness, that others may cross space
It's not in my mind to ask questions that can't be answered
You are the savior of mankind, the master of humanity
Here I am and here I shall die
Only the insane have strength enough to prosper
Only those that prosper truly judge what is sane
For every battle honor a thousand heroes die alone
Unsung and unremembered, but they shall know no fear
Beat your thoughts to mold of your will
Pain is an illusion of the senses, despair an illusion
of the mind