Beneath the stars that drip with blood
I stand, defiant and alone. I am here,
My Emperor. Call on me, I beg of Thee.
I was nothing before this day and nothing
Shall I remain if I cannot serve Thee now.

Pain and suffering are my just rewards
Do with me as serves Thee best. It matters
Not that I survive, only that which I
Defend.

Forfeit of life, but not of honor, in Thy
Cause, death at last is welcome. I am here
My Emperor, ready at last to be an instrument
Of Thy will.

Ready to obey and die.