Missionary

I start it, I end it
I kill and words will defend it
Got big plans
Blood stained hands
Wanna see my name on the map
On my way to save the world
Got a brand new set of words the going rate is cheap
Unconditional devotion unquestioning belief
Words carved in stone chiseled in with sharpened bones
Of the ones who thought my righteousness was something to oppose
Can you see the flag rising up beyond the smoke
Of dying authors burning books there was a problem with what they wrote
The flag is hard to read because all flags start to look the same
When covered with the blood of the faithless and insane
Man of many names but the motives stay the same
My actions are a means to an end
My actions are a means to