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Saint Celestine Speech - Our Martyred Lady - Warhammer 40000
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The passage depicts a group of devout followers praising and praying to the Emperor, seeking his guidance and strength in battle. They express their unwavering faith and commitment to fighting in his name, invoking his power to aid them in their righteous cause against their enemies.
Transcription generated by Skrybot
Thank you, Marshal Gardhelm. The fleet-wide vox link is ready at your word, Sister Celestine. My brethren are gathered in preparation for your prayer. Good. Please activate the vox now. Through us the will of the God Emperor will be done. Our faith is his blade. And I shall wield it in his name. Let us first spend a moment to praise the Emperor for guiding us to this place. Without the light of the Astronomican to pierce the veil of the warp, humanity would be stranded amid the darkness of the stars. It is through his sacrifice and will that the void is tamed. Praise the Emperor. We pray for those souls given unto the Emperor that this light may burn bright across the galaxy.
as we We pray for all of those who labor beneath his gaze and give of their lives to his wars, so that we can overcome a host of sinful foes. Praise the Emperor. We pray for those that raise gun and blade in defense of the Emperor's realm, for in them is the Emperor's strength given life, his purpose given vitality. Praise the Emperor. We give thanks to the Emperor for giving us his strength, so that we might fight in his name. And for bringing us to the foe, that we shall smite them in his name. Praise the Emperor! From him springs our faith, into us pours his resolve, through us his will is done.
Without him, we are nothing! We are nothing! Praise the Emperor! We call upon the God-Emperor of Terror to heed us now! We ask that the Hawk of the Sun turn his immortal gaze upon us! We pray for the Master of Mankind to lead us on the path of the righteous! Praise the Emperor! We stand before you, Lord of the Golden Throne, to strike where you would have us strike! The enemy's ways confound us. Their strength tests us. Yet we shall be greater with your might gifted upon us. Praise the Emperor. I am the edge of the blade. I am the cut that ends foes. I am the wrath that topples armies. Sisters of the Martyr Lady, brothers of the Black Templars, will you fight with me? Yes! I feel your faith, brothers.
But it must be stronger! You are sons of Dorne, the warriors of Sigismund! You call yourselves champions of the Emperor! He calls upon you now to lend me your wrath! Lend me your hate! Lend me your fire! Praise him! Praise the Emperor! I can feel the heat of your burning wrath! I am the holy flame that will sear through this web of deception! The chorus of the God Emperor sings in my ears! Speak the righteous words! Sing the praises! Defy the darkness! We are the blade! We are the light! The veil pass before us! Imperata dominatus! Imperata dominatus!.
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Skrybot. 2023, Video transcriptions from YouTube
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