Renegade Ashes

Whither the direction

So long as thou guidest us!

We shall march and march

And the sound of our boots on the asphalt

Shall fill our hearts and minds entirely

It is only within the collective body

That you are whole, outside of it

You are incomplete and maimed

Walking over the precipice in communion

Is easier than to acknowledge yourself

As the cripple that you truly are

Disobedience shall be judged

A sin worse than murder, unchastity or theft

Obedience is the first law of the Order

Whilst wearing the frightening cloth

Of the wolf, thou truly art the epitome of submission

Suspicion shall be your companion

For if you conceal blemishes

Your comrades must certainly hide

Blemishes even more severe

Your glance shall always be on your brethren

And you shall weigh their worth constantly

Which one of them shall be found wanting today?

Do not fear to denounce an innocent

And have him sentenced

Thou shalt only fear to be too lenient

With a deviationist

The mouth of the dissenter shall be filled

With spiders and his heart cut out

And fed to the dogs

Loneliness is a feeling

We will relieve you from

From the barren shores

Of the north to the heart

Of the empire, thou shalt always

Feel the scrutiny of the Eyes

Thou shalt smile to the murderer

As if he were of your kin

But you will give a terrible death

To the deviationist, our Words are holy

And immutable in all eternity

Our doctrine is the one and only eternal truth

The indifferent shall be given a single chance

To convert but the deviationist

He who once was saved and spat in the face

Of his brothers and sisters, shall be terminated

We will eradicate any shades of grey

We drew a partisan line and you shall stand

Either on its left or on its right

Everything is legitimate

That at any given moment is useful to the Order

The traitors ought to be punished

But even those who are indifferent

Ought to be punished

You have to punish whoever is passive

And dares not take sides

Whatever is outside the sovereign body

Of the Order is an enemy

Our holy duty is not to govern the City

Nor the fight to gain power

It is the attainment of perfection on earth

The instauration of an Order so perfect

As to last a thousand years and then forevermore

Therefore, anyone turning their backs

On this blessed mission

Renounce their right to life