Crusades

Everybody is born bleeding
But in my armor, I am a man
I raise my fingers up through the ceiling
And you'll see my God, and you'll be born again

What is a lie to the infinite ages
A new relic, you are Mary's thigh
The devil hides in the innocent places
Father Walter, kiss me my goodbye
And I will take your side every time

This ancient country is full of snakes
Sweet Nicaea, open your doors
Love is fickle and hearts can break
So lay down your fathers, and let you in the lord

I came to Belgrade, a lifeless carcass
I left with tenor across my chest
I paint in crimson, his holy artist
They see my God and they are born again

In the daylight, I become weightless
I get more faithful every fist I make
Men die, but the devil is ageless
The Lord, he lifts me every breath I take

I am the wind to the limitless sailor
I am the compass to the lost and the bygone
Casting light on every faraway neighbor
I take your hand and go so far beyond

I will see you there