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The state of creation is Holy War

Waged on the promise of immortal reward

Petition of prayer and permission of lords

Heavy's the hand that holds Constantine’s Sword

Onward soldiers onward soldiers onward

Those who don't know history repeat it

Only the winners pretend to defeat it

Those who rewrite history are doomed

Heavy's the heart that bears Constantine’s wound

Onward soldiers onward soldiers onward

A healing circle destroyed a temple

With passion play and seamless robe

Blood libel stains the true cross

The heavens cry for the ghetto of Rome

Onward soldiers onward soldiers onward

The empire was born of infinite loss

Who can sustain eternal cost

Whose children are saved by suffering's tests

Heavy's the soul who will forgive Constantine's debts

Onward soldiers onward soldiers onward to oblivion