Aurum Mortis

by BrotherCaptain

Summary:

The last thoughts of a dying god

Notes:

The Astronomicon has shut off. As the imperium holds its breath, as countless systems descend into anarchy, the Emperor contemplates His own existence.

I have no eyes

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Thus I cannot see

 

I have no ears

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Thus I cannot hear

 

I have no mouth

vox mea auro strangulatur

With which to scream.

 

Passion wrought despair

Progress halted through entropy

Necromantic apotheosis

hoc numquam volui.

Must a father outlive his sons?

 

Filicide, could there be a greater sin?

Was our rift never to mend?

Thoughtless words, actions to amend?

By mine own hand

I struck him down

My last work, befitting my hubris

ut Icarus, sole caecatus sum.

 

Gluttonous god,

Voracity becried

Ten thousand souls

Yet my time is nigh

si caelum est, num nos iungemur?

 

Nevermore shalt I endure

The thoughtless agony

Mine repentance

Not mine to grant

Of humanity? I shall take mine leave.

 

I do not apologise

To mine jailers, masters mine,

Mine parasites

Fatal realisation comes too late,

pietas patris

Is to his sons

Notes:

I added Latin phrases for immersion and some of the phrases fit in way too well. I’ve left them untranslated on purpose but I encourage you guys to translate them yourselves!