This day is stained with blood
Content to writhe in failure
I'd rather burn than to serve the kingdom

At the hands of the oppressor
My fallen brethren
How far we fall

We have opened their eyes to treason
Now crush them all
This isn't about deception

This is endless hypocrisy
As the hands of the one we worship
The one we bleed

I have served the master longer than I've known
Bending to a will that conquers and controls
My existence is my only role to serve

Eternally providing praises to thy throne
This heart is burdened beneath this blackened veil
These wings are cursed

Useless in servitude
Conforming to your words
I once held oh so dear

My kindred legions shall arise