Blind Guardian - Poor man's crusade

Your souls are condemned to burn in hell Damned for all time So spoke the noble one He convicted us all He is a gifted man Though he will slaughter In the name of Christ Holy and bight He's devil in desguise Protector of the cross Beware of the snake All in all it's just a poor man's crusade Poor man's crusade The holy Land home of our blessed lord Enslaved and stained by godless hands They shall de damned Jerusalem Is waiting for you To rise once again So we will slaughter in the name of Christ Holy father, holy father All in all it's just a poor man's crusade Poor man's crusade You'll shed your blood Your bodies fall That is the price you'll pay To cleanse you of your sins Vicious and cruel Let's kill them all Let's kill them all So we will slaughter in the name of Christ Holy father, holy father All in all it's just a poor man's crusade Poor man's crusade