The traveler stepped down from his airship
To survey his handiwork
Another city laid to waste
A continent gone berserk.
The streets were slapdash with crimson
Corpses spilling from the doors
Distant gunfire and screams echoed
It was all he'd hoped for and more.
Murder through piety
In the name of a deity
By the cross / By the crescent
So holy and unrepentant
Murder through piety
In the name of a deity
By the sword and the words
Of sinners in blessed robes
A tarnished wind tore off his hat
No bother - it was just one of many.
Illusionist. Creationist. Scientist.
The Architect of insanity.
He'd watched them light the fires of industry
Learn to bend metal in their mills
Forging symbols to wear upon their necks
And cannons to break wills
Murder through piety
In the name of a deity
By the cross / By the crescent
So holy and unrepentant
Murder through piety
In the name of a deity
By the sword and the words
Of sinners in blessed robes
His enemy appeared before him
Looking so tired in his demeanor
You made my name into a weapon
He said, stabbing the air with a finger
You made it too easy, the traveler said
You gave them the freedom to choose
I merely whispered to each a different name for you
And told them only it was true
Murder through piety
In the name of a deity
By the cross / By the crescent
So holy and unrepentant
Murder through piety
In the name of a deity
By the sword and the words
Of sinners in blessed robes