[Macharian_Crusade]

Kharn, favored Champion! Chaos Chosen!
Will ever thy thirst for blood be sated?
Once a warrior for man, now
A warrior still,
But for thy betrayal!
For even soldiering in the service of your Emperor could not
Fulfill your deepest desire,
To pledge yourself to the Lord of Carnage!
Blood, bone, and daemonic fire!
O' Tempest of martial fury unabated
Let loose the howl from countenance with rage fouled,
And spill the hot blood of your enemies, whether friend or foe
The Lord of Skulls does not care
For the Empyrean is a thing which a man never can truly know.