Branntshatz

Lyrics

I got seized with fever
I got seized with fever
To cleanse the land from disbelievers
To cleanse the land from disbelievers
Upright peasants as a whole
Upright peasants as a whole
Cross and crown will lead your soul
Cross and crown will lead your soul

Hallow your sainted king
Bow down and kiss the ring
Punishment upon my word
Makes good soldiers undeterred
The great crusade

I'll brand your sick flesh miscreant
I'll brand your sick flesh
Iron choking off your chant
Choking off your chant
Fire shall redeem your souls
Fire shall redeem your souls
Through the night a red gale howls
A red gale howls

Hollow idols lead the way
Watch as all their morals sway
Prophets false, worship blind
Out of mind and out of sight

Hallow your sainted king
Bow down and kiss the ring
Punishment upon my word
Makes good soldiers undeterred

For lo my heart aflame
My penance bears His name
My will shall be your fate
Behold the world I will create
My will shall be your fate

Fear the great
Crusade
The great crusade
The great crusade
The great crusade
The great crusade
The great crusade
Crusade