Blood red lips traced wit...in it can all go up in flames, ... I'll take you down in the name of love. ...ll or nothing, it's written in blood ...Dressed in black, she said ...Dressed in black, he said ... your lips form the words you won't say, ...In the distance your f...n you over and look in your eyes, ...gain it could go up in flames, ... I'll take you down in the name of love. ...All or nothing it's written in blood

n time since I have written...ters and the lovers in the street... open letter to the words written by feathers dipped in the ink of several ...In the practice of wha...erstand that we are in the same boat.... white-brick palace in the mud:...llow man, who walks in line and makes the

My homeboys in Clinton And Rikers ...I wake up early in the morning ...Dressed in Black ...Outlaw, thug living in this game, ...t us all meeting up in Prison ...Written in Blood ...Let these words be to last ...In this world of greed

My homeboys in Clinton And Rikers ...I wake up early in the morning...Dressed in Black...Outlaw, thug living in this game, ...t us all meeting up in Prison...Written in Blood...Let these words be to last...In this world of greed

A sorcery written in blood...hispered by a witch in the dawn...ou your soul scream in vain...f beauty recite the words of spell...Gather masses run in circles scream for ...rcy for the blessed in hell you all will burn in lord Satan's name...Satan appear in full glory and prid

A sorcery written in blood...hispered by a witch in the dawn...ou your soul scream in vain...f beauty recite the words of spell...Gather masses run in circles scream for ...rcy for the blessed in hell you all will burn in lord Satan's name...Satan appear in full glory and prid

My homeboys in Clinton And Rikers ...I wake up early in the morning...Dressed in Black...Outlaw, thug living in this game, ...t us all meeting up in Prison...Written in Blood...Let these words be to last...In this world of greed

Written in your favorite colors, blood and black...Choose your words as careful as you'd...Written in your favorite colors, blood and black...You choose your words as careful as you'd...Written in your favorite colors, blood and black...You choose your words as careful as you'd...ur favorite colors, blood and black

And it was written ...Up in the book of life ...Fear is in the eye of the beho...Love is in the presence of the...Life is in the words of the comforter ...Fear is in the eye of the beho...Love is in the presence of the...Life is in the words of the comforter ...Same blood dat run through my ...Fear is in the eye of the beho...Love is in the presence of the...Life is in the words of the comforter ...Fear is in the eye of the beho...Love is in the presence of the...Life is in the words of the comforter ...Selassie never born in a manger ...And it was written up in the book of life ...k upon shots upon a blood clot ...Stumbling blocks in piles ...So keep in realistic and alway...ritual pollution is in the atmosphere

And it was written...Up in the book of life...Fear is in the eye of the beho...Love is in the presence of the...Life is in the words of the comforter...Fear is in the eye of the beho...Love is in the presence of the...Life is in the words of the comforter...Same blood dat run through my ...Fear is in the eye of the beho...Love is in the presence of the...Life is in the words of the comforter...Fear is in the eye of the beho...Love is in the presence of the...Life is in the words of the comforter...Selassie never born in a manger...And it was written up in the book of life...k upon shots upon a blood clot...Stumbling blocks in piles...So keep in realistic and alway...ritual pollution is in the atmosphere

And it was written...Up in the book of life...Fear is in the eye of the beho...Love is in the presence of the...Life is in the words of the comforter...Fear is in the eye of the beho...Love is in the presence of the...Life is in the words of the comforter...Same blood dat run through my ...Fear is in the eye of the beho...Love is in the presence of the...Life is in the words of the comforter...Fear is in the eye of the beho...Love is in the presence of the...Life is in the words of the comforter...Selassie never born in a manger...And it was written up in the book of life...k upon shots upon a blood clot...Stumbling blocks in piles...So keep in realistic and alway...ritual pollution is in the atmosphere

parations commenced in earnest. A brief and perfunctory exchange between the Imperial Herald and the fortification's Watch Commander held no surprises, and the Emperor's banner was duly driven into the seared earth before Gul-Kothoth with a chilling finality. Vast siege engines and powerful ballistae were hauled inexorably into position, alongside a battery of katapelte and petrobolos. The one hundred thousand strong Imperial Frontier Army, having planted their regimental blazons into the arid soil, waited with a disciplined patience born of never having met defeat in pitched battle or siege, the dreaded Imperial War-Leopards straining noisily against their iron-link leashes to the rear of the cohorts of conscripts and auxillieries. The pitiless Iron Phalanx and their Lord Militant Commander had assumed position at the head of the army's Alpha Wing, polished swords, spears and poll-axes reflecting the glow from the myriad torches and braziers which still burned about the Imperial Host. And behind them were drawn up the legendary Legion of the Ebon Tiger, Pride of the Emperor, the infantry and cavalry famed throughout the Great Northern Continent, personal regiment of the feared general Baalthus Vane. True to their martial reputation, the six thousand strong Legion were inscrutible in their jet black armour, their sable banner billowing in the chill breeze which skittered over the plain. And finally, astride his azure-shaffroned warhorse and surrounded by his elite guard, the silvern-armoured Emperor Koord himself studied the precipitious gates with a disdainful scrutiny. At the Emperor's right hand was the renowned Swordmaster of Kyrman'ku, an eastern bladesman of preternatural skill and the most revered and expensive mercenary in the Imperium. At his left, the infamous Ogre-Mage of the Black Lake brooded silently, swathed in a stygian cloak and fuliginous cowl and exuding an aura of implacable malevolence which unerved even the bravest of the Imperial troops. The Emperor had deemed the services of these two nefarious renegades pivotal to the execution of the Final Campaign, for they alone had knowledge of the mysterious arcane rite known as The Words Which Unfetter. ...You should not call in your falcons before...idian Crown itself! In the hands of a skil...l stand before thee in shackles! ...ine cracks appeared in the ancient cyclopean edifice, and hundreds of warriors, both attackers and defenders, perished in the fray, either crushed beneath the ceaselessly assailed testudo, hammered to crimson pulp by the merciless storm of unforgiving stone, or burned to blackened husks by the nightmare onslaught of flaming quicklime and saltpetre. Scaling ladders raised and repulsed in turn, storms of raz...and crashing to the blood-sodden earth, the I...in the Iron Phalanx in entertaining these ... which speak to man in narcotic dreams from the darkest and most silent places, summoned forth that black potency which lay entwined in stygian tendrils wi... spoke to eachother in tongues dormant since the Third Moon fell burning from the heavens, and not sweet were the words they uttered. ...ep crimson exceeded in its vibrancy only b...Like the prow of a blood-hungry vessel of war rending the waves of a midnight sea, a luminescent blade of shrieking cerulean light lanced from the legendary black circlet locked tight within the gnarled hand of the Master Wizard, and clove mercilessly into the glorious ranks of the Imperium. And all who were touched by this ruinous arc of coruscating radiance knew no more... Men and beasts reduced to blackened husks, charred shells of smouldering ash, lifeless effigies which toppled to the seared earth to be dissipated by the whispering breath of the wind. Again and again the ravaging radiance smote the ranks of the Empire, leaving a noisome charnel-pit of nightmare in its crackling wake....he tide of war back in our favour. Now, let the final act be played out! I call thee forth, Ogre-Mage of the Black Lake! I call thee forth, Swordmaster of Kyrman'ku! It is time! Now, I charge thee, for the glory of the Imperium... Speak the Words Which Unfetter! ...two pivotal players in the Emperor's plan, the two key figures in the Imperium's contingency, stepped forth to fill their most vital of roles in that grand theatre ...n to utter fearsome words in a tongue which was ancient ere the gleaming stars shifted upon the fathomless countenance of the distant heavens, words which in truth were not words, but rather a resonant key which would aspire to unlock a dire power which had reposed shackled since the fall of the legendary Shadow King himself, whose ebon circlet's power they even now sought to thwart. The incantation they gave voice to in the midst of that sanguineous turmoil which engulfed them was not so much heard by those within earshot as perceived, sensed as a vague disturbance in the fabric of reality, as fuliginous ripples on the surface of a hitherto still and placid pool, growing ever larger and more far reaching; an unnerving and unnamable sense of change which insinuated itself into the mind of the listener and suggested with a cold and disturbing quasi-certainty that something of preternaturally ineffable magnitude was transpiring, as surely as a festering and gangrenous corpse would split to spill its noisome gore. And as that maddeningly implacable incantation reached its resounding climax, a momentary silence enshrouded the battlefield, swathing the vista of chaos in an aura of noiseles...And it was in that oddly immeasurable instant that the dark and peerless power unfettered by those grim pseudo-words finally, ultimately

t they've shed more blood and made more victi...In a world led by god'...So in seven days god crea...hth man was killing in his name ...d what did you have in mind ...The prophet's words are written now in blood red ...By the blood of hapless victims ...ed by twisting holy words intent

ctions when you got words...in' I can even spit in reverse... could stab someone in the eye with a biro...a nine bar of skunk in my trunk an it's li...speaker louder than words...t need the hype the words are right to sell t...'Coz the words are written from the heart that...ut what's the point in that? It's ironic w...e gettin' to me, na blood you ain't even...ctions when you got words

And suck the blood right out of my hea...Written on unhallowed groun...Those words never fail...And suck the blood right out of my hea...eam out love's name in vain...lose yourself alone in the dark...And suck the blood right out of my hea...eam out love's name in vain...lose yourself alone in the dark...And suck the blood right out of my hea