Dark Spectrum blood of the lambs

We are servants to your outer superiority
And forth we praise, as we rise as an important race
We wage war upon the gods
As we build our spears to the sky
To live our lives and serve no more
We conquer and divide
We walk amongst giants beneath our feet
Their possession haunts me in my deepest dreams
Their will was created on humanity's screams
We shall no longer submit to their needs
Created with a will, unconquerable and given ancient knowledge
Potential to control our own destiny
Bring forth the warfare which marches inside to spiritual drumbeats of my heart
To spill the blood of the gods is to set your soul free
You have opened our seal by the way of the sword
Our celestial knowledge will be erased
We shall engulf your race by the waves
And the earth will be cleansed by the blood of the slaves
So let it be writ, our royalty shall be obeyed
Above and below, the watchers shall remain
We shall return!