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With divine purpose and the flash of a blade

Sacred land is reclaimed

No tolerance for false prophets

The conquered savages assimilate or perish

The heretic scans the horizon

At a land once ruled by enlightenment

Now overrun with brutish conformity

No prisoners in this quest for cleansing

As the armies of Christ invade and spread the plague of divinity

The specter of oppression spreads its wings

And casts its shadow across humanity

Darkened gazes portend dark ages

A siege is laid upon the spirits of men

Embracing a singular sorrow, the will is broken

Scriptures tell of wars

Fought to bring salvation to those who suffer without

Their souls are rescued from the abyss

Baptized in the blood spilled by the righteous

God wills it, so it is done