Chevalier / Legionnaire Split
Onwards to the Holy Land of God now make their way Slaying, waylaing on their noble quest, no remorse to the heathen scum By command of the Holy See Forcing Christian presence with steel Chivalric acts and megalomania, torture and havoc they spread Raiding the ancient temples to take by force what0s thiers Wayward sons of the true faith Surrender or die by the sword The greed of the cross Goes hand in hand with warfare Flee before the cry Of the crusaders In secrecy they perform perverted rites False idolatry, clandestine communions Their shock troops storm the Holy Sepulchre Under the sign of Baphomet they march Deus Lo Vult! Blessed be the aggressors Deus Lo Vult! Defenders of the faith Deus Lo Vult! Conquerors of Jerusalem Deus Lo Vult! They are the will of God Their devotion meets no equal, for God they give their lives Hearts of the dead taken to the sacred grounds With nothing else to live for The templars lash onto their swords
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jun 17, 2026
From the first draw of breath he knew Knew the agony of men which accrue Lamenting voices guiding his path Path foretold, coming to an end in combat In the break of the crucial day Day of combat, moment to slay Creeping shadows surround the unyielding one One who was born to fight under the sun A weary breath sighs laments of anguish Combat-torn but yet to be vanquished A broken sword sings the dirge of anguish Born of ash and blood, born to vanquish Born of ash and blood, the son of anguish Born of ash and blood, born to vanquish Citadel weeps blood for manqued men Men fallen by steel as foreseen in the omen One still stand in the ruins of a stronghold Stronghold that he leaves to become a vagabond A weary breath sighs laments of anguish Combat-torn but yet to be vanquished A broken sword sings the dirge of anguish Born of ash and blood, born to vanquish Born of ash and blood, the son of anguish Born of ash and blood, born to vanquish
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jun 17, 2026