Hark children of the Clans, To the wisdom of Kerensky and your forebears, Know what has come before; Remember it as you strive toward the future.
-The Remembrance, Passage 1, Verse 1, Lines 1-4
Like shining stars the warrior's descended, A fiery rain to purify and punish, Yet even angels can be corrupted, Brought low by base desires.
-The Remembrance, Passage 25, Verse 3, Lines 9-11
Sons and daughters of the blood legacy Inspire me as I sing, Of the deaths dealt out on Tukayyid And of what our warriors faced and bravely fought: Help me paint a portrait of an apocalypse.