Crusade letra

From the ashes of this world
From the deep black of night
We came from misery

For freedom of faith
For the glory of your hate
We are marching on crusade

Marching to seek your king and kill him
We need holy blood on our skin
Crossing heaven's gates, and feeling your faith
Your words, your cry: Mercy! Why?!

Hell, war
Horror, death
Choose your fate
Praying to God, but
Living in hell
Faith for nothing

Die! Sit on your throne
Sit on your fame
Feel my arrive
Pray! To God, for your life
To achieve your paradise
We are marching on crusade
And you will fall

Dark Inquisition - Letras

• A Prelude to True Inquisition
• Crusade
• Exilium
• Glorification of the Evil
• Pagan Age
• Spiritfolk
• The Dance of Deep Pain
• Undertree