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 [bad word] 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
 [bad word] to me all my children
 My worries have grown for you of late [bad word] to me all my children
 And tell me what you seek

 The heretics are everywhere
 Given a chance they would tear
 Apart our theories [bad word] of logic
 Try as you might you cannot stop it
 Their evil knows no bounds

 Let his light protect you from the darkness
 [bad word] 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
 [bad word]  and he will lead the way
 Pain, an illusion of the senses
 Steel, can protect so must faith

 Power demands sacrifice and pain
 universal [bad word] 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 [bad word] 
 Heads bowed even [bad word]  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 [bad word] 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)
 [bad word] 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)