The guide

Easy prayer for forgiveness
But they�ll never forget you
Only your actions will cure you
Your wounded souls will be avenged
But sacrifice will be at hand
Only our new species matters
And if nobody his life surrenders
We�ll never stop hunting you down

The child I was has become
A well-oiled machine

Knowing all the weakness of our enemies
The absence of a God emboldens me
And whomever wished to capitulate
Would be killed, then dismembered
His body would become our property
A shell for a new child

Your workers will raise their picks
But our demons will steal them
Your hearts, your only shield
The battle rages on the field

I am the guide of my army