The Order of Apollyon
our flowers are the sword and the dagger
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Soldier, servant of the one,
Walk within a bright halo of light.
Herald, voice of the king of kings,
Carrying his Word, bearing his mark.
Ascendant, risen towards the seven stars.
We, glorious dead, chanting through the fall.
Have you made peace as I have?
Have you prepared your son?
For the day has come.
And his victory shines upon us.
Our flowers are the sword and the dagger,
Narcissus and Myrtle are nought.
Our drink is the blood of our foeman;
Our goblet his skull, when we fought.
Stand proud, bearer of his mark.
Burn within a bright halo of light.