Litany Of Purpose

Blessed be the hands of the healer brave
That flay the heretic with righteous disdain
Blessed be the words that thunder in faith
That brand vile hearts in the crucible's flame
Blessed Emperor, Our Giver of Strength

A million mothers kneel at altars' woe
A million scars in hearts no light can show
A million tears flood dreams that won't return
So let them reap the horrors they have sown

Blessed be the hearts of the fearless ones
That showed no mercy and slew without pity
Blessed be the hands of the martyr bold
That scald the flesh where corruption dares try
Blessed Emperor, Our Shield in the Night

A million orphans stare at empty doors
A million widows cry where hope is lost
A million graves mark mankind's heavy cost
So let them reap the horrors they have sown

From the lightning and the tempest
From the blasphemy of the fallen

From the scourge of the kraken
That though wouldst bring them only death
That though would spare none
That though would pardon none!

A million bodies ready for His cause
A million souls reject the liar's claws
A million sisters rise with faith alight
So let them crash against His holy might

Blessed be each deed we do in His name
That sows the ground with the bones of the vile
Blessed be the life well lived for His cause
For I am but a woman with Your light