We are vengeance. We are fury. We are wrath. But our blood is cursed, and our fate is ashes. We will fall, and blackness will tarnish our glories. Yet death is not the only road to salvation. We must build a prison for our rage, a cage to quiet the thirst. We must temper our fury with will, forming wings to lift us above the darkness. We must be angels again. We must rise--Back cover.