The Last Crusade

We are crusaders in the army of the Pope
Send to Jerusalem by the church of Rome
The holy land awaits for the righteous to reclaim
Exterminate the enemy without remorse or shame.

Chainmail is shining in the light of the sun
The banners of the cross are waving in the wind
Proudly we march to the walls of the city
Not afraid to die, we will gain eternal glory.

The retribution of a nation
Reclaim what is theirs by the power of the light
Domination for salvation
Do as you're told for a seat in Heaven.

Army of God
We will reclaim what's ours
The holy land
Will drown in blood.

Blinded by the sun, sweat burning in our eyes
We're charging up the wall as we're screaming battle cries
The enemy is hardened by centuries of battle
They won't give in that easily.

Their sabres cut through flesh and put our courage to the test
The enemy of God resisting to their very death
Invasion of a nation
Religion is the force behind mindless killing.

Army of God
We will reclaim what's ours
The holy land
Will drown in blood.