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| 495. Seek Salvation Seek salvation the priest cried The church was set to burning Infidels had attacked the village No Christianity would they be learning The soldiers turned and ran away No bravery to stop the horde They forgot to protect the innocent No longer having trust in their own Lord The flames grew quickly and did grow Every home burnt to the ground The horde moved quickly and won the day The dead priest no longer making a sound No malice had been ever intended For the infidels sought only to be alone When speaking failed they turned to war Their opposition dumb beneath cold stone No armies would come to save the day For Christian heroes revel in perceived power The Crusaders would pack and go away No Pope would take credit for this greatest hour |
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