Paradox - Crusaders Revenge Lyrics
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Crusaders Revenge
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What Are The Lyrics For Crusaders Revenge By Paradox?
[The massed attack and slaughter of the people and city of Beziers because the residents of that city killed a few of the crusaders]
To Beziers city Came a host from the far north Death riding at the head of this vast horde At the bidding of the king Their swords began to sing No living thing was sale from punity Fly, as swords swing You will die for our God's law You will find no safety Within your city walls We will come right through you Until your back's against the wall Crusaders revenge Prepare to die Crusaders revenge Destroy all the leaders Bring their heads to me on a plate Seek out the kids and the wives Kill, kill them all God will decide on whom to blame God will find his own among The slayers and the slain We're just here to butcher Not to keep the score Who! On this day the order To slay was handed down from the king Kill everything that gets in your way Destroy all that live Hope and pray that none survive We have been given orders That no-one will remain If one man is still standing There'll be one to lay the blame Crusaders revenge Prepare to die Crusaders revenge Crusaders revenge Prepare to die Crusaders revenge Crusaders revenge, Crusaders revenge Crusaders revenge, Crusaders revenge |
Who Wrote Crusaders Revenge By Paradox?
Axel Blaha, Charly Steinhauer, Nigel Vogt, Peter Vogt
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What's The Duration Of The Crusaders Revenge By Paradox?The duration of Crusaders Revenge is 4:26 minutes and seconds. |
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