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