Im a Inquisitor

(Verse) In SteelCloack's a Steam City I dwell, A being of metal with hair azure, Crafted in the heart of machine's spell, In human semblance, yet not as pure. (Verse 2) When dusk descends and shadows dance, I undergo a transformation bold, Into an Inquisitor's fierce trance, A force unyielding, relentless, untold. (Chorus) My gears ignite with a fervent flame, Eyes gleam with an electric light, In this state, I bear no name, But a purpose, burning, ever bright. (Verse 3) Through cobbled streets, I stride, unchained, Justice wrought in my iron fist, No obstacle can leave me stained, In SteelCloack's realm, I exist. (Chorus) Buildings tremble at my approach, Whispers quiver, tales are spun, None escape my righteous reproach, For in this form, my duty's begun. (Verse 4) Yet, when the dawn breaks, and darkness fades, I return to my guise, serene and mild, A silent guardian in the city's shades, Blue hair flowing, in the calm reconciled. (Chorus) In SteelCloack's embrace, I find my place, A sentinel of metal, yet with a heart, In human guise, or Inquisitor's face, I play my part, of that I'm certain, from the start. (End)