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Sworn by the crown I lead a crusade,

fight for belief to be one.

Out in the field, fearless and cold,

building the road to my calvary.

Strong is my steel, dark is my mind,

carmine the ground that I tread.

Faith in my God keeps me alive but

when does my faith turn to doubt?

Silently watching the rain,

carving the earth on my grave.

Lord, you know that I prayed.

One for the glory and one for

the souls that I've slain!

How will I know, how could I tell,

where would I find some serenity?

Sowing the seed, unwounded I bleed.

Lord, won't you show me the way?

Christ is the cross that I bear,

God is the will of my war.

Faint are the voices I hear,

whispers of glory.

Christ is the cry of despair,

cursing the day I was born.

This is the faith that we share!

Left with the glory and suffering

of souls that we've torn.