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Reclaim the holy lands
Cleanse Jerusalem
Regain the strength of the sacred monarchy
The archbishop has sent us to devour
The ancient scriptures collided with our fates
Drench the sands with blood
Take the head of the sultan who dishonored the son
The sun will not rise for you
The archive of our legends
Chant the psalms of the victory
Non-nobis Domine
Hear the choiring bells of this burning city bound to hell
Jorel:
Imbue this fallacy pungent faulted pests
Incapable rodent raise this sacred crest
Heaven hell sky and earth
Butcher the defiers abort this after birth
Templar sons we will stand against the moon and all its demons
And we choir the sacred words
Deus Vult
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Perish the lines, the foul and heretic
Decapitate, senseless slaughter, upon their disbelief
Graves of embodiment masses
Blood red on their deathbeds
Merge the blodied soil with the bodies of the wretched
No survivors no remnants
Holy land purification of saracen filth
The rotten stench fills the air
The bowels and bones left to decompose, impaled on a pile stacked ten feet high
Battering ram towards infidel gates detest their faith for heaven’s sake.
Reclaim these lands for the messiah
For in his blessing we retire
Legions will clash and collapse, under blazing sun
Chaos displayed, deed is done
Great loss of lifes, massacre
Doomed and forsaken they fall
Infidels, will scourge in hell
Bound eternal to be
Holy land purification of saracen filth
The rotten stench fills the air
The bowels and bones left to decompose, impaled on a pile stacked ten feet high
Battering ram towards infidel gates detest their faith for heaven’s sake.
Reclaim these lands for the messiah
For in his blessing we retire
In this Metropolis of despair
Jerusalem
Sacred land converts all life to death
Jerusalem
Sacrificed, our god will deliver us victory and vigor
Terrified, infidels on the run and the son will erase them
The malignant crusade
carried our crosses from light back to the shade
Force them to their knees, bring our enemy to shame
Coup de grace
Warpack set to kill
Like wolves upon lambs
In the name of the father
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Fields of Crucifixion
02:05
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Hung by the cross, that is where you shall remain
Nails through your hands, sacrificed to the desert sun
I’ve watched your infidel body rot away,
Deformed, decomposed i did not look away
Scarred by the desert sands, your body hangs condemned.
My bloodstained hands, eager to kill again.
My dear brothers smothered by the sands
I ravage alone on this wasteland filled with corpses
To avenge my fallen brothers, they’ll be remembered
Oh holy son, Oh father, let them arrive in heaven
Oh holy son, Oh father, let them arrive in heaven
The Fields of Crucifixion, The crusaders vengeance
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The Last Grandmaster
02:50
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"Curse you king Philip and Pope Clement the fifth, Let evil swiftly befall those who has wrongly condemned us, Summon them before god, cause god will avenge us."
The last grandmaster, tied to a pole on a flaming pile of fire,
he keeps his courage while his flesh scorns of his bones,
with his last breath he raises his voice and curses the traitors,
death to the king and their saviors
Fought a thousands of battles for them in the holy lands,
now thrown upon the pile of fire
The king, the pope, the traitors
Here i stand surrounded by the flame,
a cheering crowd dishonors my name
Remember my name,
the last grand masters fame!
Now take me agonizing pain!
Agonizing pain!
The grand masters dead will not be in vain
Gather around templars and saints
We’ll reform the sacred order, and replenish our name
We’ll come for the pope and the king
I sense a crimson blood red sky,
The blood of kings will spill tonight
With fear in his eyes, he says goodbye to the ending life
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