The Last Sons Adeptus Astartes Betrayed by our brothers Betrayed by our Primarch Hunted by the Imperium for the sins of our legion Hunted by Chaos for the strength of our loyalty Prospero lies broken The Imperium lies shattered Of our once-glorious legion, we are all that is left But despite the corruption of change, one thing remains certain. We are Astartes. We know no doubt. We know no retreat. We know no fear. Though our brothers souls are lost, Our legions spirit lives on in us. The legacy of what once was; lives on in us. We are the Last Sons. And we will fight till we are dust.