
AD 1095 Lyrics
- Genre:Rock
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Slip into this suit of armor
Imagine all you give your life for
A sharpened spear, your father's shield you hold
Standing in a muddy line and cold
I listened to this speech a thousand times
We were meant to spread the news and find
A sacred home, a fitting kingdom's throne
But spoiled crops with sour seeds we've sown
For years and years we made up enemies
And our providence was built to bleed
No more conscience for the virtuous
Still our fortune has been won
Now the desert sun does burn us up
Glory calls us now to fill our cup
A chance to prove the righteous battle's worth
And set our will to conquer all the earth
To live and die by the sword for god and king
All thought of home is lost from memory
An all sweet justice for their unbelief
A wretched curse returns to us their grief
For years and years we made up enemies
And our providence was built to bleed
No more conscience for the virtuous
Still our fortune has been won
And our fortune has been won
And our fortune has been won
And our fortune has been won
And our fortune has been won