Прослушал в очередной раз Обе Волны Истваана от Киперов, это шикаааарнейшая метал-опера с таким же видеорядом. Единственный минус, это темный цвет шрифта на текст Кёрза и Повелителей Ночи, тяжело читать на темном фоне. Я бы поменял на более контрастный, то есть яркий.
Have you revived the sword? Fulgrim was surprised. And only to kill you with it! In the soul of Ferrus , anger rose with a new force: You betrayed the Imperium, you betrayed me! I came as a friend and brought you the truth! You wanted to bring heresy into my Legion! The All-Father will fall and the world will be a reward For those who didn't listen to his pathetic moan. Two brothers met in a duel, For your faith, for your dreams. Hope is so shaky today, But steel craves fraternal blood. But steel craves fraternal blood. Are you crazy, Fulgrim? You are all broken! The warrior is defeated today. Who remained alive - all will be killed And the faithful brothers will support you with fire. Brother, look around, why are you so naive? Retreat is a bluff-that was the order. What Horus has in mind is beyond his strength to break, Hear the cry of our victory, oh, brother. Two brothers met in a duel, For your faith, for your dreams. Hope is so shaky today, But steel craves fraternal blood. But steel craves fraternal blood. Growling in anger , Manus took out his blade, Betrayal squeezed my heart like a pain. And who wouldn't win now, Death lurked in the edge of evil steel. Fulgrim learned the taste of pleasure in battle. Ferrus, furious, avenged the dead children. Both Primarchs have been in hundreds of battles, But hitherto they did not know the enemy of the worst. Two brothers met in a duel, For your faith, for your dreams. Hope is so shaky today, But steel craves fraternal blood. But steel craves fraternal blood. But the forces of the two brothers were not equal, Betrayal of the faithful is like a blade in the back. Laeran's sword pushed into death's embrace Father's iron. And he fell on the sand… For Phoenix, the roads immediately disappeared, So the son of Slaanesh captured his soul. His whole body shuddered with pain And the Primarch disappeared among the mind of the walls. Two brothers met in a duel, For your faith, for your dreams. Hope is so shaky today, But steel craves fraternal blood. But steel craves fraternal blood. So they fell forever in the deserts of Urgalla Two brothers by blood who killed themselves. Dreams are all broken. Hope is gone, It remains to ask the sky only for fire.
Это скорее 1917 год. Правда, там император был не чадом. Времена то гражданской войны, а не условного 90-года. Это действительно похоже. Когда ересь пошла по главным войскам петрограда. При желании, можно натянуть сову на глобус. Можно было бы это даже продолжить до имперского культа: времена условно настоящих дней, если бы люди начали петь "боже, царя храни".
Ну так Евразийство - это секта. Все вроде в каноне. Просто ГВ программ Евразийцев не читали. А там все мультикультурно. Все в рамках империума. Это ты еще славянские символы не видел. Там вообще символика кхорнитская. @@chatGPT-ve4jk
