Light Of Iron (Alt)

Sacred fire upon the earth falls, shadows cry beneath our voice. Inquisitor in darkness rises, no hope is in impure heart. Through the stars passes judgment, faith shines like living iron. Shadows break beneath hard light, of fallen world purification arises. Light of iron, purge the guilty, let corrupted souls burn. Emperor, direct the flames— no one flees your judgment. Prayer of death over the stars hisses, heretics fall without voice. Their ashes by the wind are carried, name is erased by eternity. Under the seal of the burning eagle soldiers of faith do not tremble. Our vow one shall remain: “I burn the darkness, I serve the Imperium.” Light of iron, purge the guilty, let corrupted souls burn. Emperor, direct the flames— no one flees your judgment. Old blood upon the stars falls, final war the sky shakes. In iron and in prayers we stand, enemies of light to nothing return. Storm of wrath the world envelops, our strength from faith is born. The eagle watches over the night, and purification never ends. Light of iron, purge the guilty, let corrupted souls burn. Emperor, direct the flames— until the world again clear is. Light of iron, burn in eternity— the Inquisition watches always.