These were not the plans I laid
How many lives could have been saved
Which side are you on? The line has been drawn.
And if you dare to cross your soul so quickly lost.
Since the dawn of time,
The emperor was in your mind,
His blood was in your veins,
His aura so bright it lights the way,
Like a candle in the dark,
The light that guides you when you’re lost,
In shadows of dismay,
Woe to he who’s path doth stray
Suspended by machines,
The engineer is now the king,
Give praise unto the crown,
The blood of one will save us now!
Like a candle in the dark,
The light that guides you when you’re lost,
In shadows of dismay,
Thinking in the light you're safe.
Beyond these walls you are not safe
Beyond these walls Chaos lies in wait..
war encompasses all
in this we shall fall
to be baptized in war with a badge made of blood
the inquisition of man must renew its acquaintance with fear
Come to me all my children
My worries have grown for you of late
Come to me all my children
And tell me what you seek
The heretics are everywhere
Given a chance they would tear
Apart our theories and rules of logic
Try as you might you cannot stop it
Their evil knows no bounds
Let his light protect you from the darkness
Trust in him and he will lead the way
Pain is an illusion of the senses
If armor can protect then so must faith.
There is no innocence
Only degrees of guilt
By the hand of the Emperor
Blood of the heretic spills
Light, protects you from the darkness
Trust, and he will lead the way
Pain, an illusion of the senses
Steel, can protect so must faith
Power demands sacrifice and pain
A universal truth for those who play the game
But there's far more fear than faith
'For the Emperor, His might and His grace
We'll play the good host, indulge them in a bloody feast
Burn the heretic and purge the unclean
Hatred was the greatest gift he ever gave
We seek redemption fighting in his name
Our terror wasn’t enough (It's never enough)
It came from within lashing out at our trust.
Heads bowed even if rushed
If armor protects the Emperor must
Will it ever be the same?
Will we ever recover from the choices made?
The heretics are everywhere
Given a chance they would tear
Apart our theories and rules of logic
Try as you might you cannot stop it
Oh there evil knows no bounds.
Will it ever be the same?
Will we ever recover from the choices made?
Let his light protect you from the darkness (from the darkness)
Trust in him and he will lead the way (lead the way)
Pain is an illusion of the senses (of the senses)
If armor can protect then so must faith. (so must faith)

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