u are like me and i am just like u. i don’t know how, but i like it.

Tell me, my master that are You sure? Are Your will and thoughts now pure? Is Your decision now finally clear? Not backed by any humanic fear?
Orders from You I always take, things large and horrible I make, in the name of Your very sake, but sometimes the orders may be fake.
Many men to battles have I lead, in front of You I put down my head, You, my master, are really true, signs of evil, there is no clue.
We shall travel million miles, just to light homes into fires, these indeed are our darkest desires, unlike they, we are no liars.
In the moment they share the tear, we will seed into hearts the very fear, an illusion it shall be, petty and mear, nothing will ever to them be clear.
Let us praise You, our Warlord right, give to me and my men Your might, in the only name of You shall we fight, until we have finally obtained the light.
Fall to knees in front shall I, You’re the master and lord of my, only You are able truly to fly, everywhere is watching Your only eye.
Let me be Your very sword, yes, my very bloodlord, in Your name have I sworn, apart shall the enemies be torn.
Opponents of Yours are weak, into hands of my shall I them seek, sorrow shall I burry into them, deep, they’ll become only some scared sheep.
In Your name am I standing tall, in Your name shall I finally fall, Yours once I shall totally be, and I hope You don’t disagree, soul of my belongs to you, Warlord my mightiest and yet so true.