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