Empire Accretia - Razorback

The tide of war is upon us

They march the battlefields of Novus

On their heels a bloody trail thus follows

Behold!

Empire Accretia.

Beware, you meat!

Your flesh is weak!

Empire Accretia

From the clone pods to the albariums

Diminishing the worth of self

They teach them not to feel

The lessons are taught in steel.

Beware, you meat!

Your flesh is weak!

Empire Accretia

In the pursuit of physical perfection

Flesh and steel in one unholy union

Technology is the new, chosen religion

Bastard sons of the techno-demon.