Bard of the Forge - Saint Celestine, The Living Saint

Описание: Saint Celestine, the Living Saint of the Adepta Sororitas’ Order of Our Martyred Lady, is one of the Imperium’s most miraculous and awe-inspiring figures. Said to have died and been resurrected countless times by the Emperor’s divine will, she appears in the darkest hours of the Imperium to lead its faithful to victory.

Wreathed in holy fire and clad in golden power armour, Celestine soars above the battlefield with blazing wings, her Ardent Blade cutting down heretics as divine light burns through the smoke. Accompanied by her loyal guardians, the Geminae Superia, she heals the wounded, smites the wicked, and rekindles faith wherever she appears.

From the wars of faith across the galaxy to the cataclysmic 13th Black Crusade and the fall of Cadia, Celestine has stood as a living symbol of the Emperor’s might. She aided the Ynnari and Roboute Guilliman in his resurrection, marched with the Terran Crusade, and now stands beside the Lord Commander of the Imperium in the era of the Indomitus Crusade.

Lyrics -

I have burned, I have bled, I have risen from the dead.,
From the dust of a thousand wars.

In the silence of each death I knew,
the battle calls me forth once more.

The heretic screams beneath the flame,
The faithful kneel and weep my name.

But I am nothing but His spark,
A candle set against the dark.

Despair, and you fall to the shadows’ blight.
Believe, and you walk in His holy light.
Through the ruin, the fire, the endless night,
I burn, I bleed, I bring His fight.

The Ardent Blade sings in tongues of fire,
Its hymn consumes the vile and liar.
The Geminae rise, reborn through pain,
We die, we rise, and die again.
Upon Cadia’s grave I heard His call,
Through the screams, through the planet’s fall—
Not death, not Warp, nor daemon’s cry,
Can still the voice that will not die.

Despair, and you fall to the shadows’ blight.
Believe, and you walk in His holy light.
Through the ruin, the fire, the endless night,
I burn, I bleed, I bring His fight.

I wake in the dark where my bodies lie,
A thousand husks beneath the sky.
Each corpse is mine, each wound, each scar,
My armor scattered, my soul ajar.
Through the warp’s red seas I roam,
To gather the bones that call me home.
Faith finds me first, a spark, a flame,
She prays through pain, she speaks my name.
Then Duty binds me, carves my wings,
Tests my vow through suffering.
But when Hope cries, I break the chain,
Rise through filth, through death, through pain.
My wings ignite, the dark recoils,
The daemon burns, the rot uncoils.
And through that blaze, the lost are freed
I am reborn, by Faith, by Duty, by Deed.

I have seen Guilliman kneel in grace,
And Terra’s tears stain Heaven’s face.
Through Warp and storm, through blight and fear,
His light endures, eternal, clear.
For faith is not the absence of pain—
It is the storm through which we reign.
I shall not rest, I shall not fall,
Till the Emperor claims me, once and for all.

Despair, and the void shall take your soul.
Believe, and the light shall make you whole.
Through death, through fire, through endless fight,
I walk forever in His light.

“Despair, and you give yourself to the shadows...
Believe. truly believe in the Emperor of Mankind—
And you shall walk in His light...
No matter how dark the path you tread."

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