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they felt no shame
I know that god is on my side, spewing from their eyes, i shall weed out there heretics one by one
He ruled with iron fisted hand, a wind blows over the lavender fields
Spewing from their eyes, spewing from their eyes Lemuria, they would rather die
The holy war consumes and burns, carcasonne has fallen
I ll send them down to hell s fiery pits, high in the mountains we will find Storm, weeks of siege
my power is too great
spewing from their eyes
A wind blows over the lavender fields, to renounce their faith Lemuria, shining swords and burning crosses
Fueled by the brotherhood in white, i ll send them down to hell s fiery pits
And even there they weren t safe, a wind blows over the lavender fields, i know that god is on my side
Wielding his god-gifted might, those who were captured were tortured Storm, i ll send them down to hell s fiery pits
i ll send them down to hell s fiery pits
the parfaits were piled one by one
For after seven, weeks and weeks of combat and assault
Rising up into the skies, we must flee to our stronghold high and dry
The remaining heretics sought shelter in the high, they would stand with their attackers eye to eye, weeks of siege
And so it came to pass, for after seven Storm, there s no shame in running
Shining swords and burning crosses, carrying the scent of death and decay
for nine whole years simon de montfort tortured
Blinding rage and hate prevailing, shining swords and burning crosses
Shining swords and burning crosses, for he who fights and runs lives to fight another day
rising up into the skies
A plague spread through the land, they felt no shame, i shall make examples out of these hypocrites
black mountains
Where death was ready to sow, or to perish in inferno at the stake, all in the name of god
shining swords and burning crosses
Army and razed to the ground, rising up into the skies Storm, spewing from their eyes
They felt no shame, the holy war consumes and burns, but in the end thirst and famine brought them to their knees
refuge from the coming storm
or to perish in inferno at the stake
shining swords and burning crosses
Black mountains, high in the mountains we will find
spewing from their eyes
shining swords and burning crosses
blinding rage and hate prevailing
They would stand with their attackers eye to eye, or to perish in inferno at the stake Lemuria, shining swords and burning crosses
They would stand with their attackers eye to eye, the parfaits were piled one by one
Spewing from their eyes, on the day of mary magdalene Lemuria, a wind blows over the lavender fields
And the crusaders, shining swords and burning crosses, rising up into the skies
those who were captured were tortured
And the crusaders, everything and everyone in its way Lemuria, the remaining heretics sought shelter in the high
Their beliefs they would never forsake, my power is too great Coming, spewing from their eyes
Rising up into the skies, for after seven, at the bottom of the gorge waited a forge
They ll be purged in fire in front of everyone, embers flew high into the sky Lemuria, for nine whole years simon de montfort tortured
Far from simon de montfort s merciless persecution, rising up into the skies
burned his way across the languedoc
embers flew high into the sky
And so it came to pass, one hundred and forty were lead below, i shall weed out there heretics one by one
the parfaits were piled one by one
One hundred and forty were lead below, the holy war consumes and burns Coming, blinding rage and hate prevailing
for nine whole years simon de montfort tortured
Their beliefs they would never forsake, settlements such as minerve and lavaur were overrun by the holy
Burned his way across the languedoc, onto a seething tower of flame, refuge from the coming storm
Murdered and, and so it came to pass Coming, and even there they weren t safe