One thousand ninety and six

Rumors reach the Evenland

Churches destroyed, monks were killed

Holy land desecrated

A false prophet’s followers

Yes, the end of days was near

The beast had risen from hell

Hundreds of thousands then marched

The cross raised in front of them

The pope had declared a war

He had the mandate of God

Four years they marched on and on

The lands behind them were scorched

A trail of blood through Europe

Then at last they reached the place

The holy Jerusalem!

Their blue eyes with tears were filled

And washed the town’s streets with blood