Voices for a WH40k Project

*Taking deep, concentrated breaths* "We've completely sealed off The Spires. It will take the... It will take the Tyranids a while to work their way up.  We've received no correspondence from Governor Argus. I'll continue to send out our signal for as long as possible. Emperor save us all."

*Astonished, very, very, happy*"It can't be true! There is a ship in orbit! Of course! A trade ship. It must have been coming to transport our goods to one of the hives! I've sent out a transmission already. Expecting ships very soon. Emperor bless."

*Freaking out as Tyranids bust down the door*"They left! They entered orbit, sent down a few ships and left! The Governor is dead! Everyone is dead! I'm dead! They should have picked up the transmission! They should ha-

*Very creepy, very unnerving*

Twisting and turning

His mind like a gear

The dog that runs free

When it’s master is near

The good man of truth

Who tells only lies

And you, the soldier

Who had no allies

The man, you’ll see

Is soon to ignite

Born of the blackest

Star in the Night

To him you’ll come

To him you’ll rally

And do not be fooled

He is keeping a tally

a man who you’ll trust

A man who you’ll not

Escaping his death

While tied in your knot

As sharp as a dagger

As cold as the snow

Beware of those people

You think that you know