The Flesh Is Weak 40k

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. [verse 1] In crimson dust, the forges burn, Ashen skies where the gears still turn, Skin is weakness, bone will decay, But steel remembers, it does not betray. Oil and fire, blood made wire, Sing the code, and lift us higher. [chorus] O Machine God, take this shell, Strip the flesh that serves so frail, Hymns of iron, litanies true, Binary prayers, ascend anew. [verse 2] Hammers fall in cathedral halls, Bronze bellows breathe as the data calls, The cog is holy, the circuit divine, Upgrade the body, transcend the spine. 0001101... flesh erased, 1110010... steel embraced, [chorus] O Machine God, take this shell, Strip the flesh that serves so frail, Blessed gears, ignite the core, Iron forever, flesh no more. Grant me clarity of circuit... Grant me purity of form... Grant me the silence of flesh, That I may hear the engine’s song. [chorus] O Machine God, take this shell, Strip the flesh that serves so frail, Steel eternal, Mars awake, Holy engine, no soul to break. 1010... 0101... 1111...