The cry of Deus Vult
The Holy Land wept, drenched in loss.
Faith scorched raw, under crescent wane.
A veil of swords, mercy undone.
Ash and ruin claimed sacred dust.
Faith scorched raw, under crescent wane.
Devotion grew fanged; vengeance grew wings.
Ash and ruin claimed sacred dust.
The bloodied earth sang wrathful prayers.
Devotion grew fanged; vengeance grew wings.
Europe roared: one voice, one flame.
The bloodied earth sang wrathful prayers.
Deus vult! Strife became holy decree.
Europe roared: one voice, one flame.
A veil of swords, mercy undone.
Deus vult! Strife became holy decree.
The Holy Land wept, drenched in loss.
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