Hear of the godly Christians of their time Follow the call to holy war Marching straight in endless lines The people drunk with their lust for blood They were on a mission to conquer the holy land by storm Chasing for your vision - a battlecry no one has heard before An army versus the infidel - a conquest made for eternity Yet somewhere in the process - they lost their touch with reality The march lead them east - mobs of the poor raiding town after town Lead by a french priest - innocent in the way they were cutting down Spreading suffering and fear - committing all kinds of atrocities The massacre in the Rhinelands - a victory for their twisted beliefs Hear of the godly Christians of their time Follow the call to holy war Marching straight in endless lines The people drunk... A crusade it shall be - to take back the holy Jerusalem Yet they will pay the fee - for the sacred rage that was guiding them Deus lo vult - the battlecry of the frenetic crowd Yet this mislead cult - should feel what goes around comes around There always was an enemy to hunt for There always was the lust for revenge among the poor An opportunity for their vanity to thrive Yet a simple ambush - ended all their forfeited lives Hear of the godly christians of their time Follow the call to holy war Marching straight in endless lines The people killed by their lust for blood Killed by their lust for blood!