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CRUSADER LYRICS
"Fools" (2003)
1. Flowers of war
2. Wouldst thou me
3. I... Joan
4. Win or die
5. Carnival
6. Angus
7. The snow
8. The 7th crusade
9. King of kings
1. Flowers of war
I watch you dancing in front of the fire
Your hair makes waves on the curtain of night
Your eyes brightly glancing,
you wake my desire
Our bodies like melting steel merge in the flames
I carry you to my tent
Gently lay you on the furs
Your tender body submits as I abuse your soul
You are a soldier's whore
Not even mine to keep
Tomorrow - you'll sleep
in another man's arms
All you are doing this for's some money and a feed
For one night you make us
forget this hell
I carry you to my tent
Gently lay you on the furs
Your tender body submits as I abuse your soul
Gather around
Flowers of War
Join this pact of dying men
The courage we've found
You magnificent whore
You can heal our pain
I hear you singing like a thousand nightingales
Your voice grows flowers
in the core of my heart
Whisper like summer wind
Tell the sweetest tales
Our lips like dancing eels
grasp the taste of lust
You are a wench of war
you turn your heart to stone
Tomorrow - you'll sleep
in another man's arms
Once we've returned back home
you will be all alone
For every man
will haste himself
to the lap of his home
2. Wouldst thou me
Slowly walk the western wave,
Spirit of the night
Leave your eastern cave
Wander over land and sea,
Chase away the light
In dreams of dark appear
Your mortal thoughts be heard in heaven
Driving everyone insane
Clothe yourself in capes of grey,
Stud your crown with stars
Blind the eyes of Day
The sun is set, all are asleep,
Only bats fly fast
And I in corners creep
Your mortal thoughts be heard in heaven
Driving everyone insane
I can't see clear through your mind
But I can feel the demons haunting you
I can't read it in your smile
Lady wouldst thou me
When I arose, the light was riding
High into the sky
How I wished for you
The dew was gone, day turned to rest
Like an unwanted guest
How I longed for you
Thy brother Death is also crying
To sleep near your side
And I replied...
Now I've lost the art of sleeping
And Death will come for me
Night, I love thee
3. I... Joan
Walking the forest roads
In search of the truth
Hundred years of agony
The voice of the Lord roared
"It's all up to you"
"You will set the people free..."
Archangels call upon me
To take command of the troops
Embark on the mission the Lord has given me
I left the strawberry fields
Of the river valley
My Lord and Master leading way
Hundreds of miles I covered
To finally claim
My inheritance, my God given name
Archangels call upon me
To take command of the troops
Embark on the mission the Lord has given me
I fear the pain
But with the Lord beside me
Everyone's heard of my name
Armored and confident
I'll crown the King
France will be rightfully reclaimed
War against the English
Many young men died
A century of pain and fear
Many buried their children
All have known great loss
God forsake this hell we've seen
I, Maid of Orleans
Devout saint of God
Brought victory to the whole of France
I, Joan of Arc
Accused of heresy
Rewrote history, changed the past
4. Win or die
I'm the knight in black
I sweep the field clean for you
I'm the one they tend to call insane
I'm a fierce attack
I lead the armies for you
I'm the one out fighting for your name
I'm a sideshow act
My cuts and scars disgust you
Countless battles have deformed my face
I'm a Satan's pact
My heart's been cut out, bled dry
Sleepless night have made me see your ways
I have protected you
Devoted my life to you
I've been your confidant and friend
I handed you glory and fame
I gave you everything and I
I've had enough
Enough of your "win or die"
I’m a freak at night
Children are afraid to be near me
Even my own kin’s filled with dismay
I avoid the light
Eternal darkness thrills me
No one cares about my soul, my pain
I’m the beast of might
And as a beast you treat me
All I ask for is to break these chains
I was created to fight
You made a monster of me
I renounced my oath and I broke my blade
Now I’m coming for you
You don’t think I’m human
I got a mind, a body and a soul
You won’t see this through
This hour of retaliation
You’ve done this to me long ago
5. Carnival
Streets filled with joy
Children come out to play
Worries far gone
The world seems to have fun today
All colours bright and gay
Are whirling around
Cheerful music plays
Hypnotising sounds
Oh, on with the show
On your darkest day
Oh, these clowns you enjoy
Your children, I rape
We're harlequins of deceit
Hiding behind our paint
Midgets and freaks
Enticing your kids away
This glorious pageantry
Threatens your town
Chanting gallantly
We are tradesmen of the young
Hysterical countrymen
Protect their progeny
Fools drawing swords
Like flowers with useless thorns
Families torn apart
By our side-show of fear
Our very bitter carnival
Will challenge who's near
6. Angus
We demand some recognition
For it is our god given right
Shout it out
The world must listen
For finally the clans will unite
I've seen them march downhill
And I will lead them on the field
My name is Angus
I won't be falling
I want a country of my own
I've seen those liars
They'll soon come crawling
I want a true king on that throne
I command a glorious army
For freedom these patriots will fight
We protect our lawful legacy
Assailing the English with all our might
We decline any servitude
No man abides by English law
See approach proud Edward's power
We’ll leave as free men or slain be all
7. The snow
Silent shadows
Disturb the snow
Vast remains of a world we used to know
Distant thunder
Is pounding low
The eve of death has never felt so cold
Dogs are howling
For they all know
The raging terror crawling from below
The evening sky
A million crows
Tortured souls
The twelve will soon be gone
As was foretold
Thousands of outcasts moving along
Seven years
Through the snow
Let them be lords for one day
Their quest for freedom is bound to fail
Go tell the sun we're on our way
Come with us
Prevail
From their high thrones
The stars look down
The face of night with light like hope does frown
A painful breeze
The breath of god
Chases twelve to the mountains where they fought
The mist that hung
Upon the trees
Upon the mountains they fought the mystery
Of mysteries
That no one sees
They fought belief
The airs that brood over solitude
Palpitate in the hearts of their troops
The twelve have fought
What remains unseen
They fought belief
8. The 7th crusade
The church in need of resurrection
To restore the unstable faith
Challenged the unbelievers
The holy city would be saved
Lots of true believers
Were eager to participate
As many a king and knight
Were lured by the bait
We rode off to another battle
It would lead to another raid
Depredation our inclination
Doing God’s work was well paid
Conveying extrication
Salvation given by the sword
Butchering all heathens
Who didn't submit to our Lord
We are Crusader
On a rise of revenge
Avenge the crucifixion of our Lord
We are Crusader
On our chest we wear God’s mark
All of us were summoned to fight the dark
Words of chivalry were spoken
They were washed out by the wine
Promises of a truce were broken
Easy killing so divine
Devotion was our weakness
And the church our alibi
Raping pagan women
Only to purify
After a day of carnage
Everyone was caught
Seventy yards from paradise
The final battle would be fought
We found ourselves surrounded
By armies covered in gold
We had nothing to offer
Our souls had all been sold
Seven days the battle lasted
We were falling one by one
Even for knights there was no quarter
Left to die in a red hot sun
Captured cities retaken
Payback time had begun
Villagers were slain
God’s army on the run
9. King of kings
In this time
When brother poisons brother
To secure his grip on the throne
Kings believe lies told by others
Since long their hearts have turned to stone
Do we look to anyone who bothers
Before this kingdom will be torn apart
Do we pray to the holy mother
To find us a king who is pure of heart
Stop the clansmen fighting
We are king of kings
A mighty warrior, pure of heart
King of kings
The legends write my name in blood
King of kings
The land will soon be free
Don't fall for monks
And their sermons
Empty words do not sooth the pain
Nor do they fill our hungry bellies
Or provide shelter from the rain
Now the king... is slowly dying
Greedy lords rape the land like a whore
Loyal servants are mourning, crying
While they drink the spit from the floor
People survive... on bread and water
In the court they're drunk from the feast
The king has died and his son succeeds him
The line of tyrants provides another beast
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