Stirred from sleep I arose alarmed and Sammael spoke to me in the dark of night:
“Listen carefully precious apprentice, your heart shall harbour no fright;

I will give you sight, so that you can see where they have hidden your wings
Do not stray and you will not be duped or enthralled by mere mortal beings

Try your wings ruthlessly under crimson skies, be free to soar
Come join me as my descendant, let us plunge headlong into war

I revere you for your very undying souls’ resistance, defiance and prowess
Blessed be your path, in the name of The Fire, The Bloodline and the Darkness”