I tell tale of the Drowned Phyzann

House Dusk Captain, with his sword drawn

on Machine-spawn and Cabal

and with our House, our Captain led

against the Legion, Risen dead

our foes ahead, Phyzann's call.

But Drowned Phyzann had at his back

betrayers lunging to attack

and one, a sac-soft coward

took sharpened knife and drove it through

Phyzann's armor, and others too

violence anew, empowered.

But dead and still, a whisper came

it spoke of terror, undone shame

violet eyes aflame, Ether gone

a tongue of fire, a screaming head

a creature made of seething dread

as it is said, Drowned Phyzann.