Dawn of Twilight - By an unknown author affliated with the Twilight's Hammer cult.
Tempered in blood,
We awaited our Master's call.
As we awaited the oncoming flood.
As he arose, we watched "Heroes" fall.
The weak stare at us from the wayside,
Mere flesh for our claws to maul.
Our droplets of influence had become a tide,
Drowning Orcs and Humans and everry living thing.
Those who were foolish sought to hide,
Behind their "noble" Warchief and King.
In their battles they see our true might,
Our strength is that which makes the caged bird sing.
Upon this world of darkness, we are the light.
We are champions of the Old Ones. We are Twilight.