Omnissiah Adeptus Mechanicus

From the moment I understood the weakness of my flesh, it disgusted me.
I craved the strength and certainty of steel.
I aspired to the purity of the blessed machine.
Your kind cling to your flesh as if it will not decay and fail you.
One day the crude biomass that you call a temple will wither and you'll beg my kind to save you.
But I am already saved.
For the machine is immortal.
Even in death I serve the Omnissiah

Life forms are cogs in the grand mechanism
Cast off your weak flesh, accept the transition
Mortal frailty pales to the knowledge we gain
The Machine God's desire governs every domain

The machine spirit guards ancient rites
Through ritual, we maintain all systems
Our belief in the machine sets the path
To break with ritual is to break with faith

Sing praise to the God of All Machines! (God of All Machines!)
His sacred designs are our supreme schemes (Omnissiah!)
We walk his will, we obey, we trust (Omnissiah!)
The eyes of the Omnissiah, are ever upon us (Omnissiah!)

A man's work endures when merged with the whole
Forgotten deeds drive the current of the soul
In time's flow, we shape the vast design
So those who come after may walk the line

There is one protocol for those who blaspheme
Begin the Canticles, unleash the supreme
The Machine God's wrath will set them right
All must fall before the Omnissiah's might

Sing praise to the God of All Machines! (God of All Machines!)
His sacred designs are our supreme schemes (Omnissiah!)
We walk his will, we obey, we trust (Omnissiah!)
The eyes of the Omnissiah, are ever upon us (Omnissiah!)

Flesh may decay, but we do not fear
In blessed machines, ascending higher
Reborn in steel by the will of the Omnissiah
Reincarnated, to never die!

Sing the song of the Machine God
(None may stay our march)
Let the merciless logic of the Machine God Invest thee
(None may stay our march)
Praise and glory be to the Machine God
(None may stay our march)
None may stay our march!

Sing praise to the God of All Machines! (God of All Machines!)
His sacred designs are our supreme schemes (Omnissiah!)
We walk his will, we obey, we trust (Omnissiah!)
The eyes of the Omnissiah, are ever upon us (Omnissiah!)

Sing praise to the God of All Machines! (God of All Machines!)
His sacred designs are our supreme schemes (Omnissiah!)
We walk his will, we obey, we trust (Omnissiah!)
The eyes of the Omnissiah, are ever upon us (Omnissiah!)

There is no truth in flesh, only betrayal
There is no strength in flesh, only weakness
There is no constancy in flesh, only decay
There is no certainty in flesh but death