Thus to Holy War, our songs that turned to roar.
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Onward in our cause, we judged by holy laws.
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Hailed the sacred creed, fell on bended knee.
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Death that filled our wake, blood that stained our hands.
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Thus we reached the land, sacred man beheld.
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Vessel of a sin, none shall call him King.
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Thorns were always gold, blood that never flowed
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Death lay in his wake, blood that stained his hands.
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Take away his shield.
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Tear apart his standard.
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Shouting, sanctify this holy lie.
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Wash your face with tears.
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Wash your hands with soil.
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Wash away this holy lie.
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Dawn across the land, return to ancient creed
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Mother, Father, child. Now and ever be.
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Praise the wind and rain, praise the joy and pain.
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Never havoc cry nor loose the dogs of war.
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Outremer
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VNV Nation |