Templar - Dispatched

Light cloaks shinning steel

Heavy armour lethal swords

Mighty spirits greedy souls

A white horse carrying it all

Killing in the name of the God

Burn it into ashes and dust

Steal all gold in the power of the 'cross

Take all land covert all souls

Killing in the name of the God

Burn it into ashes and dust

Steal all gold in the power of the 'cross

Take all land covert all souls

They have their reason to take it all

To fatten up the holy church

They give to God blood stained gold

Poor souls no spirit at all

Castles and convents with mighty doors

Crimson drapes and thrones of oak

Halls of brave glory and faith

Blessed by the God we raid again

They have their reason to take it all

To fatten up the holy church

They give to God blood stained gold

Poor souls no spirit at all