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O holy blade in hands unworthy
Guide my strikes make my soul sturdy
Through heretic flesh carve His decree
A prayer in blood a hymn to Thee
Born of steel forged in flame
A sacred weapon His righteous claim
Heavy in hand yet light with faith
It cleaves the damned it seals their fate
Each swing a vow each cut a plea
Grant my soul O Lord to thee!
Through flesh and bone through screams and cries
The eviscerator sanctifies
Blessed blade holy steel
Strike with wrath make heretics kneel
Through my hands His will is done
By blood alone absolution is won
The heretic's scream a hymn divine
Their crimson tides a holy sign
In every swing His truth resounds
In every death His justice found
I am but a vessel a sinner's hand
Yet through this blade I make my stand
Its roar a prayer its edge His might
Through its fury I find the light
Blessed blade holy steel
Strike with wrath make heretics kneel
Through my hands His will is done
By blood alone absolution is won
Heavy the blade heavier my sin
But through its weight I rise again
A sinner's hand a martyr's fight
Through this prayer I seek the light
Strike after strike the rhythm flows
Each heretic's fall my guilt it slows
The eviscerator sings a sacred tune
A hymn of death beneath the moon
I wield His wrath I bear His pain
Through bloodshed pure my soul shall gain
With every swing I draw His gaze
Through holy war I earn His praise
Blessed blade holy steel
Strike with wrath make heretics kneel
Through my hands His will is done
By blood alone absolution is won