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Verse 1
For centuries, men fought for foreign lands and fortune
Obsessed by faith, their cause was pure and righteous
One goal in mind, eliminate pagan resistors
But conquerors never hold on forever

Chorus
Still today, with blood and anarchy
Men suffer the world they've made
So much death that leaves us wondering
When will be the last crusade

Verse 2
March with the cross for only we are true believers
The heathen tribes, shall kneel into submission
Their selfish pride will only bring annihilation
Until we fall through great retaliation

Chorus
Still today, with blood and anarchy
Men suffer the world they've made
So much death that leaves us wondering
When will be the last crusade

Verse 3
Forevermore, sheep follow with a blind devotion
To promises and lies from the pretenders
To the abyss, with purely hate filled dark ambitions
Without the will, to pause and to remember

Chorus
Still today, with blood and anarchy
Men suffer the world they've made
So much death that leaves us wondering
When will be the last crusade

Promises of heaven evermore
Lead the masses to the fire
Simple men who cannot understand
Their false king's selfish desire

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