"Grey Knights: The Six Chants of Denial" Topic

All Grey Knights must know the six Chants of Denial.

What do you think those chants are in denial of? Can you specify all six of them?

Although I was a big-time GK player in all their forms with the old rules and old codex, I divested myself of the army with the new codex and have not bothered to read all the details or backstory, so, no help here.

Too easy:

The Chant of Denying That Finecast Was A Very Bad Idea

The Chant of Denying That Our Games Have Any Balance Issues

The Chant of Denying That Accountants Dictate Our Actions

The Chant of Denying That There Are Better Minis Out There

The Chant of Denying That There Are Much Cheaper Ones Too

The Chant of Denying That Squats Could Be A Profitable Range

Dear Editor,

You should have seen that one coming.

In the interest of not being completely snarky, I'll suggest an alternative – perhaps the Chants are aimed at resisting cardinal sins? If we go with the list Dante uses (translated for semantic changes) we have

Lust
Gluttony
Greed
Sloth
Wrath
Envy
Pride

to choose from. There are only six chants, not seven – but unless they've changed the fluff from the original, Space Marines are sexually inoperative, and can probably ignore Lust pretty easily without having to chant about it. They're not only lifelong steroid abusers on a massive scale, they've also got a secondary backup heart jammed into their crotch where some of the required tubing normally runs.

Alternately, the Grim Darkness of the Far Future(TM) may have seen another collation that eliminated a sin from Pope Greg's list, as has happened in the past. The earlier lists had as many as eight or nine depending on the source you look at. I could see Greed & Gluttony being combined easily enough by a future Space Pope, or maybe Envy & Pride?

Denial is a river in Egypt in Warhammer 40K – still – and you get sold down that river all to often with their marketing.

Don't know about 6 chants…. but there's six-hundred sixty-six secret words.

Praise the Emperor for his sacrifice,
as He endures so shall we.
We who are hunters of Daemons
shall strive in his name eternally.
We the Order of the Hammer,
shall delve into dark shadows,
We shall seek out the tainted,
we shall pursue the vilest evil.
It is we who stand guard,
our eternel watch shall not fail,
For we are the Ordo Malleus!

We Grey Knights are the hammers,
we slay the darkness without fear.
Founded in great mystery were we,
Chapter six hundred and sixty six.
Though on Titan we be hidden,
yet our eyes encompass the Galaxy.
No Devil shall elude our gaze,
no Daemon shall avoid its fate.
We shall be the Keepers Immortal,
all secrets shall be our knowledge.
We are the Guardians of Mankind!

Caution and secrecy are our code,
watchfulness and patience are our way.
Hidden from the Eyes of Chaos,
we strike without warning or dread.
Though we find ourselves in shadows,
no blackness will enter our hearts.
No treachery will touch our souls,
no pride will sully our thoughts.
We shall be pure amongst impurity,
we shall be innocence amongst guilt.
We are the Imperium`s hidden saviours!

We are spread across the Heavens,
our watch is untiring and ceaseless.
The Emperor shall guard our souls,
as we guard those of others.
Our will shall be our weapon,
our faith shall be our armour.
Our minds will be secure fortresses,
no temtation will weaken our resolve.
Though unnumbered lurking perils await us,
our blades will ever be ready.
For we are the Emperor`s Vengeance!

Masters of all weapons are we,
no defence exists against our wrath.
With the Nemesis shall we fight,
with an Aegis to shield us.
In bloodshed shall we save Mankind,
death shall be our everlasting creed.
War unending shall be our fate,
in battle shall we be steeped.
We shall be unstinting in hatred,
we shall hunger for holy war.
For we are Swords of Justice!

When all flee in hideous disarray,
strong and sound shall we stand.
Cowardice is wholly unknown to us,
our courage comes from the Emperor.
Unbowed and unshaken against all foes,
we shall claim victory with blood.
Steady and surely we hunt them,
those that dare oppose our wrath.
Death stalks us in many forms,
the grotesque and the utterly inhuman.
We are Bringers of Hope!

Bloody battles unending constantly await us,
redemption the reward for our vigilance.
When possession rears its unspeakable head,
ours is the blade that descends.
When empyrean horrors invade our realm,
our exorcisms shall hurl them back.
There is no chaos spawned horror
which can resist our indomitable anger.
With undaunted courage we shall prevail,
no arcane magicks shall overcome us.
We are the Bearers of Victory!

No corruption shall blemish our Galaxy,
no immatricial fiend shall be spared.
No malevolent spirit will oppose us,
no creation of sin shall survive.
No unholy deed shall go unpunished,
all blasphemous acts shall be atoned.
No spawn of misrule avoid us,
all are banished to the void.
Nothing shall evade our cleansing fire,
not Daemon or Spawn or Renegade,
For we are Mankind`s Divine Blade!

Heavenly blessings are laid upon us,
the warp is ours to tame.
Though sorceries shall be against us,
no witchcraft will bring our doom.
Though spell or incarnation blocks us,
the Emperor shall see us victorious.
No hex can overcome our determination,
our resolve is strong as steel.
Sigils and wards watch over us,
prayers shall serve as our guide.
For we are the Emperor`s Chosen!

There is much darkness awaiting us,
yet the Emperor lights our path.
Falsehood surrounds us at every turn,
yet no traitor shall confound us.
No despicable trickery will thwart us,
no damnation shall bring us low.
There is no peace for us,
for an eternity we will strive.
Though mere mortals in His service,
everlasting shall be our true duty.
Et Imperator Invocato Diabolus
Daemonica Exorcism!

Personally, for prayer of any kind, I'm a bigger fan of this non-related one:

And shepherds we shall be,
For thee my Lord for thee,
power hath descended forth from thy hand,
that our feet may swiftly carry out thy command.
We shall flow a river forth to thee,
and teeming with souls shall it ever be.
In nomine Patris, et Filii, et Spiritus Sancti

Though, I have been known to recite half-assed versions Adeptus Mechanicus chants to my computer when it's being uncooperative. ;) Works alright when I can't be bothered to run the defrag process.

Chief Lackey Rich, you are the wind beneath my wings.

I celebrate you.

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