King Richard came upon 'em
Three thousand, I am told
Slit their stomachs in search of jewels
In search of Islam's gold
On the road from Acre
They're crucifying thieves
Crows are pecking at their eyes
While the hypocrites run free
I've been told that you've been bold
Believing in the shit that you've been sold
And I hear that you fear the way
A simple damn dream can disappear
They marched on through the seasons
Skies lit by burning hills
They gobbled up the cities
To the sound of raging bells
When they reached the Holy Land
They gave their thanks to God
They hammered on the Temple stones
And crushed the filthy mob
I've been told that you've been bold
Believing in the shit that you've been sold
And I hear that you fear the way
A simple damn dream can disappear
Three thousand, I am told
Slit their stomachs in search of jewels
In search of Islam's gold
On the road from Acre
They're crucifying thieves
Crows are pecking at their eyes
While the hypocrites run free
I've been told that you've been bold
Believing in the shit that you've been sold
And I hear that you fear the way
A simple damn dream can disappear
They marched on through the seasons
Skies lit by burning hills
They gobbled up the cities
To the sound of raging bells
When they reached the Holy Land
They gave their thanks to God
They hammered on the Temple stones
And crushed the filthy mob
I've been told that you've been bold
Believing in the shit that you've been sold
And I hear that you fear the way
A simple damn dream can disappear
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