Light cloaks, shinning steel
Heavy armor, lethal swords
Mighty spirits, greedy souls
A white horse carrying it all
Killing in the name of god
Burn it to ashes and dust
Steal all gold in the power of cross
Take all land, covert all souls
Killing in the name of god
Burn it to ashes and dust
Steal all gold in the power of cross
Take all land, covert all souls
They have their reason to take it all
To fatten up the holy church
They give to god blood stained gold
Poor souls, no spirit at all
Castles and convents with mighty doors
Crimson drapes, thrones of oak
Halls of brave, glory and faith
Blessed by god, we raid again
They have their reason to take it all
To fatten up the holy church
They give to god blood stained gold
Poor souls, no spirit at all

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