The IVth Crusade Songtext
von Bolt Thrower

"The IVth Crusade"
Are there any tribe out there tonight?

Mortified by the lack of conscience
Our sanctity bears no relevance

Insignificance is our existence
Hear the litany of life′s persistence

Our pleas for mercy fall upon unhearing ears
Take my life, my soul
Wipe away these bitter tears


Vanquished in the name of your god
One and the same to whom we all pray
We all pray

To you now pray

Vanquished in the name of your god
One and the same to whom we once prayed

Okay, Manchester

I try to close my mind
From the screams I hear
Repentance is denied
The conformation of my fear

My fear
Fear, fear