Christian Soldier

Wear the blood red cross
Don your helmet and shield
Grip your broad sword in your hand
Dont Fail the Holy Grail

Christian
postions you
Prepare
to be slaughted and ressurected
in his name

Raise your blade
fight valiently til the end
Hold onto your loyalty
The Christian's War

The clash of blades reververates
throughout the land
your shield's dents are holding you back
and suddenly you lie prostrate, weary

Where is your holy grail?
where does your Ark lie now?
Your shroud of Turin has been lost.
Thine body is left strewn on the battleground

But Alive, you rise
gripped with sweaty warmth
and lifted through the gently cool air
Into the toybox
Tomorrow you will fight again
The Holy Grail awaits