Crusaders, godly words and songs

Holy wars, marching thousands strong

With arrow and shields they rushed the land

Convinced his kingdom was at hand

And true, they met the Pearly Gates

Cut down by those who lie in wait

The sign of the virgin son

Justified the horrors that were done

The axe always fells its foe

The carnage the razor will bestow

Razor sharp

The blade you face alone

Razor sharp

Cleaving meat and bone

Razor sharp

Pointed edge of doom

They came with crosses

And lеft with puncture wounds

Forgotten names and shallow gravеs

Messiah turned to cinder

Hacked to pieces and left to rot

In their promised land

In the name of Christ

The fools set forth to conquer

And though they pled for their lives

They perished without honor

No riches from Heaven or Earth

Could keep them from the dirt

Bled out with pierced hearts

Their deaths were razor sharp

Razor sharp

The blade you face alone

Razor sharp

Cleaving meat and bone

Razor sharp

Pointed edge of doom

They came with crosses

And left with puncture wounds

Razor sharp

Hearing the death knell

Razor sharp

From the pits of Hell

Razor sharp

Pointed edge of doom

They came with crosses

And left with puncture wounds