The god machine lays beneath the rubble
Ambushed and toppled in shame
On the brink of the abyss
Overtaken by the seething soul
Facing down the wretched enemy colossus
No more than a festering mass of metal
Levelling the fury of a sun in its direction
Weapons primed, going in for the kill
Vengeful reprisals
Brought to bear on this abomination
Vengeful reprisals
Brought to bear in the names of the fallen
Belching smoke and flame, hemorrhaging ammunition
Dealing damage unconceived, hail of unholy fire
Consumed by wrathful vengeance
Warnings unheeded, pleas denied
Restraint discarded, death assured
Consumed by the mindscape, lost to the void
Sanguinity returns for an instant
The God-machine's arms pierce through the gargant
Cacophonous cries of steel-on-steel
The psalm of Stormherald's fall from grace
Death of an ancient of war
Death of the people's hope
Facing down the wretched enemy colossus
No more strength left to give
Fury of a sun now quenched
Weapons down, "you've killed us"
Consumed by wrathful vengeance
Warnings unheeded, pleas denied
Restraint discarded, death assured
Consumed by the mindscape, lost to the void
Death of an ancient of war
Death of the people's hope
Death of an ancient of war
The psalm of Stormherald's fall from grace
The god machine lays beneath the rubble
Ambushed and toppled in shame
On the brink of the abyss
Overtaken by the seething soul
"You've killed us"