Crusader
"What do I do next?" said the Bishop to the Priest,
"I have spent my whole life waiting, preparing for the Feast,
And now you say Jerusalem has fallen and is lost,
The King of Heathen Saracen has seized the holy cross."
Then the Priest said "Oh my Bishop, we must put them to the sword,
For God in all his mercy will find a just reward,
For the Noblemen and sinners, and Knights of ready hand
Who will be the Lord's Crusader, send word throughout all the land,
Jerusalem is lost,
Jerusalem is lost,
Jerusalem is lost;"
"Tell me what to do", said the King upon his throne,
"but speak to me in whispers for we are not alone,
They tell me that Jerusalem has fallen to the hand
Of some bedevilled Eastern heathen who has seized the Holy land;"
Then the Chamberlain said "Lord, we must call upon our foes
In Spain and France and Germany to end our bitter wars,
All Christian men must be as one and gather for the fight,
You will be their leader, begin the battle cry,
Jerusalem is lost,
Jerusalem is lost,
Jerusalem is lost"...
Ooh, high on a hill, in the town of Jerusalem,
There stood Saladin, the King of the Saracens,
Whoring and drinking and snoring and sinking, around him his army lay,
Secure in the knowledge that they had won the day;
A messenger came, blood on his feet and a wound in his chest,
"The Christians are coming!" he said, "I have seen their Cross in the West,"
In a rage Saladin struck him down with his knife
And he said "I know that this man lies,
They quarrel too much, the Christians could never unite!
I am invincible, I am the King,
I am invincible, and I will win..."
Close they came, the army of Richard the Lionheart,
Marching by day and night, with soldiers from every part,
And when the Crusaders came over the mountain and they saw Jerusalem,
They fell to their knees and prayed for her release;
They started the battle at dawn, taking the city by storm,
With horsemen and bowmen and engines of war,
They broke through the city walls,
The Heathens were flying and screaming and dying,
And the Christian swords were strong,
And Saladin ran when he heard their victory song;
"We are invincible, God is the King,
We are invincible, and we will win!"
"What do I do now?" said the Wiseman to the Fool,
"I have spent my whole life searching, to find the Golden Rule,
Though centuries have disappeared, the memory still remains
Of those enemies together, could it be that way again?"
Then the Fool said "Oh you Wise men, you really make me laugh,
With your talk of vast persuasion and searching through the past,
There is only greed and evil in the men that fight today,
The Song of the Crusader has long since gone away,
Jerusalem is lost,
Jerusalem is lost,
Jerusalem is lost...
Jerusalem."
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Saint Peter`s Gate
Saint Peter's Gate
I was lost in the dark,
And the fear was in my heart,
All around me the forest and the rain,
Then with the flash of a light, I saw it in the night,
I must be getting near - Saint Peter's Gate!
When I went through the door, he was standing in the hall,
An old man with a beard of shining white,
He said "I've been expecting you, let me show you to your room",
And he took me all the way by candlelight,
And lying there on the bed, a book, black & red,
My name was written on the front in gold,
And when I opened it up, there were pictures of my life,
And a voice began to call from down below;
Nobody will get through, nobody,
Not even you, can escape the Judgement Day,
Nobody will be spared, Heaven is only there,
For the ones who satisfy them at - Saint Peter's Gate.
"Come with me" said that old man, as he took me by the hand
"There is someone here that you have seen before,
In this room on the left, a man who did his best,
To bring joy and happiness to one and all;
But in that room on the right, a dictator in life,
We've been waiting for him here,as you can tell,
For all the blood he's spilled,
And for all the ones he's killed,
We condemn him to eternity in hell;
Nobody will get through, Nobody,
Not even you, can escape the Judgement Day,
Nobody will be spared,Heaven is only there,
For the ones who satisfy them at - Saint Peter's Gate.
I woke up with the dawn, there was someone in my room,
A woman, like an angel all in white,
And then she told me "You must run, for your time has yet to come,
Go now, before they change their minds",
And from the window I saw,
A thousand or more,
Bringing that dictator to his knees,
And his cries broke the sound,
Of my footsteps on the ground,
As I made it to the safety of the trees:
Nobody will get through,
Nobody not even you,
Can escape the judgement day,
Nobody will be spared,
Heaven is only there,
For the ones who satisfy them at...
Saint Peters Gate.
Nobody will get through,
Nobody not even you,
Can escape the judgement day,
Nobody will be spared,
Heaven is only there,
For the ones who satisfy them at,
St Peters Gate.
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