His light among fighting... His light among maidens Who carry the weapons To crush and to burn. The servants of Golden Throne Servants of Emperor! The Sisters of Battle Are fighting alone.
The arms made of iron, The joints made of steel, The Sisters are curing In the Emperor's name!
The loveliest daughters! Their lives serve his glory. They come to destroy, They come - to arise! They never fall back Even as shadows near...
The Emperor protects!
They bring down the worlds To the feet of his light, They bring down the heresy... The justice divine. May the Emperor keep Mercy upon you They are embodiment Of eternal war wrath! Adepta Sororitas marching to battle - The sanity at the edge of the knife... The Emperor protects!