I set off on my task
Mystic thoughts as I travel
Stars as my guide as these secrets unravel
Many were lost in the battle
Souls of fallen soldiers
Warriors with great weight on their shoulders
I climbed the snowy mountain at sunset
As these evil armies just catch my silhouette
These serpents moving with seductive shades
But I won't fall I stand tight with my brays
Through the days and nights
And the nights and days
Walking like a ghost
Through these fake masquerades
The empire of darkness
Have taken rule on these lands
But I stand strong and manoeuvrer through the sand
They tried to trick me to drink the poison chalice
But in the horizon I see the palace
I see the splendour as these pretty girls dance
I keep my head down as I make my advance
Like crusades
Through the lands of deception
The house of the old republic
And hold our blessing
Crusades
Through these lands of deception
The ways of the old republic
And hold our blessing
As these suckers came through the door
They sprinkled petals on their floor
But I ain't going out like a fool no more
I'm sick and tried of these fancy dress characters
Straight pretty boys trying to act like their gangsters
And these females are just snakes with their hypnotizing look
Trying to come between friends is no good
My good companion since Canterbury, Westgate
I see my reflection shimmer in the lost lake
Because these fake emcees out here we don't need you
I used to write rhymes outside the cathedral
It came to me then
I saw the light
Doves in flight to a thousand breaks in the night
All the charades and play costumes is dead
When the clouds were red
Armies of darkness fled
The stepper of skies is now among you mortal beings
Peace to Dusty Vinyl
The God, the all seeing
Like crusades
These lands of deception
The house of the old republic
Holds our blessing
Crusades
Trough these lands of deception
The way of the old republic
Hold my blessing
As the [?]
As I walk on gas
Illuminate the truth
The fake shit gets smashed
Worlds ahead
Angels watch where they tread
The Gods came through when the demons fled
The price was the freedom
But souls still bleeding
Some lost feeling until the [?] started healing
The battles were on
We tried to restore
These good spirits got touched by the evil claw
The odds were against us
Many were brave
Some were slain
And some were enslaved
The future was bleak
The weak were crossing over
Plus there were traitors among us walking like brothers
The prophecy's forgotten
Until the resurrection
The truth was protection
For spiritual blessing
The question still remains
Who holds the final rein?
Silence will come but on goes the flame
Like crusades
Through the lands of deception
The house of the old republic
Holds our blessing
Crusades
Through these lands of deception
The way of the old republic y'all
Hold my blessing y'all
Crusades was written by Lewis Parker.
Crusades was produced by Lewis Parker.