Astropath

I can see what ye cannot,

And yes, my eyes, have I do not.

Within the warp I'm forced to tread,

Cast to the mercy of fear and dread.

…

The Warp's currents surge along,

Carrying tunes of demon songs.

Our messages sail these waves,

Skirting whirlpools of depraved.

…

And coming back through the Warp's gate,

Knowing the Imperium's fate,

I begin to purify my mind,

For the blind to lead the blind.