Automata

A savior took leave for a conquest with war lust

All while world was facing an impending doom

The heroes' hope crumbled

When the world he held dear was cast into flames

Oh, you made me

Divine one

You made me

Flows of blood and tears running down my face

This was all in vain

Lifeless earths will float into a starless, dead cold night

The sphere of destruction was made to fulfill

To give us a reason to fight

The mighty construction of the finest machine

Whom serve but their despiteful self

I recall all your names, you stray wandering souls

Of what could have been

Help me to reign and to serve

To rot in the fields, give me a sign

Corot

I can feel their heat

I can see defeat

Flows of blood and tears running down my face

This was all in vain

Lifeless earths will float into a starless, dead cold night

The sphere of destruction was made to fulfill

To give us a reason to fight

The mighty construction of the finest machine

Whom serve but their despiteful self

Vile design

They serve

The seal

I'll resign

Defeat

I'll kneel

Light