Katharsis

The thoughts are marching
Towards a certain goal
That without doubt is right
Into the heart of humanity and the passing of the future
Painfull blow shall strike
You are walking with the crowd
You march the blazing line
Spreading nought but death

Devoid of affection
Inebriate with blood
With fear and blind you fulfil "The Predestined"
I´ve slain many children and woman and men

I walked towards "The Truth" and I have believed
Their deaths were meant to be the tool of my purgation
I´ve obeyed and never faltered
But should have made a stand
To slay him like the others
Now I fail to comprehend