Blessed


It was night when they came and stared in my eyes,
Evil and deceit were hidden under frocks,
On their necks - crosses, in their hands - swords,
They came to kill on behalf of their god
The similarity is imprisoned,
In the darkness of the dungeon
The old faith - impaled,
On the stake of disgrace
Old Holy groves, they were destroyed,
In the name of the cross

Against other people,
Against the truth,
Against everyone,
Against yourself

Tortures of liberated souls,
Which are decaying in the cells of ecclesiastical strongholds,
The knights of good are distributing death,
Spreading violence in the name of God







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