Let it be known
That I have come to kill
Hide from me, the iron grinder
Your existence
An insult to me
Your words will wither
Inside
Metamorphosis
Silence
As I digest
I seem too blind
To see the wretches flee
But I am sated
Rise, rise
Rise, Iron Tyrant
Vestigial limbs begin to fall apart
Illumination comes at a cost
Now you're worthy of the machine
Form ranks and follow me
Ahead, a black sun rises
Behind, are only ruins
Let it be known that we are here to kill
A black sun rises
Our black sun
Let it be known
That we are here to stay
Empire, of man-made gods
Our existence
Bequeathed on this world
Our souls will remain
Remember
The flesh that was
Revile
The flesh that is
Our eyes are all-seeing
We are sated
Rise, rise
Rise, Iron Tyrant
Rise, rise
Rise, Iron God