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Crusade after crusade
Defending the faith and the holy light
I come to your aid
Fear not my fair maiden, fear not
I'm set to attack
No deamons or dragons
will hold me back
There's strenght in my sword
Fall into my arms and I'll take you back

When the cold wind starts to blow
Into battle I shall go
Any tower I will climb
I can fight you folded blind

I would die for my king and my land
But I must die
with my sword in my hand
Raise my cup in honour of the lord
Gives the power I need
to wield my sword

So much stronger than you
No power, no God cannot heed you
You're my sacrifice
You know in the end
you must pay the price
You are my Prey
I am the slayer, the predator
You'll never grow old
No armour or sword will save your soul

Clash of lance, clash of shield
In the end you must yield
You're a ghost inside my head
I will see you good and dead

I would die for my king and my land
But I must die
with my sword in my hand
Raise my cup in honour of the lord
Gives the power I need
to wield my sword
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Crusade after crusade    Defending the faith and the holy light    I come to your aid    Fear not my fair maiden, fear not    I'm set to attack    No deamons or dragons    will hold me back    There's strenght in my sword    Fall into my arms and I'll take you back       When the cold wind starts to blow    Into battle I shall go    Any tower I will climb    I can fight you folded blind       I would die for my king and my land    But I must die    with my sword in my hand    Raise my cup in honour of the lord    Gives the power I need    to wield my sword       So much stronger than you    No power, no God cannot heed you    You're my sacrifice    You know in the end    you must pay the price    You are my Prey    I am the slayer, the predator    You'll never grow old    No armour or sword will save your soul       Clash of lance, clash of shield    In the end you must yield    You're a ghost inside my head    I will see you good and dead       I would die for my king and my land    But I must die    with my sword in my hand    Raise my cup in honour of the lord    Gives the power I need    to wield my sword
 
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