Lyrics to XXI Century Imperial Crusade
Obedient servants to the faceless god
They blindly follow lies
Oblivious to the light with no shame
Breathing dry sands, once green pastures
We are coming to lay siege to all their stolen lands,
With cold fury
Flatten this town
Flatten this mosque
It's time to cut their faith
With our fire shall rise
Leading our eastern assault
XXI Century Imperial Crusade
Suffer, the minarets light up the night
Burning infidels outside
XXI Century Imperial Crusade
Pounding, pounding
Their walls crumbling
We must take back what was ours,
By undisputed divine right
Marching forward, colonizing
Gradually reorganizing worthless plebs,
With martial law
Fire shall rise
Leading our eastern assault
XXI Century Imperial Crusade
Suffer, the minarets light up the night
Burning infidels outside
XXI Century Imperial Crusade
Obey
We are god's descendants
We are god's descendants
Pounding, pounding
Their walls crumbling
We must take back what was ours,
By undisputed divine right
Marching forward, colonizing
Gradually reorganizing worthless plebs,
With martial law
Rebuilding temples for our pantheon
The megalopolis rising from debris of their cult
Holy pages turned to ashes
Historiated walls tower to the sky
We hail Roma
Praise the sun
Face the gods
On the final day of agony
Praise the sun
Face the gods
On the final day of agony
They blindly follow lies
Oblivious to the light with no shame
Breathing dry sands, once green pastures
We are coming to lay siege to all their stolen lands,
With cold fury
Flatten this town
Flatten this mosque
It's time to cut their faith
With our fire shall rise
Leading our eastern assault
XXI Century Imperial Crusade
Suffer, the minarets light up the night
Burning infidels outside
XXI Century Imperial Crusade
Pounding, pounding
Their walls crumbling
We must take back what was ours,
By undisputed divine right
Marching forward, colonizing
Gradually reorganizing worthless plebs,
With martial law
Fire shall rise
Leading our eastern assault
XXI Century Imperial Crusade
Suffer, the minarets light up the night
Burning infidels outside
XXI Century Imperial Crusade
Obey
We are god's descendants
We are god's descendants
Pounding, pounding
Their walls crumbling
We must take back what was ours,
By undisputed divine right
Marching forward, colonizing
Gradually reorganizing worthless plebs,
With martial law
Rebuilding temples for our pantheon
The megalopolis rising from debris of their cult
Holy pages turned to ashes
Historiated walls tower to the sky
We hail Roma
Praise the sun
Face the gods
On the final day of agony
Praise the sun
Face the gods
On the final day of agony
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