Home Of The Knave

歌詞

Once upon a time there was a restless king in charge. What could he contribute to write some history? Gold he had plenty of but plenty could be more so onwards he marched on reasons quite obscure. With a blindfold and sword, come deliver us from evil. Great saviour of all, so honest and brave. Your land of the free is the home of the knave. Echoes of crusaders were heard across the world as he fought against the legions sent from hell. Shadows of the templars are yet again a fact: creeds are cast aside determination's still intact