Onward Christian Soldiers Lyrics - Hammer Of The Witches - Cradle Of Filth

Aching floorboards spoke my name 

In the belly of the beast to foreign shores 

In tune with tides that whispered fame 

And fortune for our humble Lord 

Ecclesiastical banners unfurl in the manner 

Of those who seek conquest and gain 

Sail forth for Outremer 

The Promised Land prised from the hands of blasphemers amassing there 

Awakened from the desert sands capes 

Onward Christian soldiers 

Fated Nazareth and Bethlehem 

Have fallen to an enemy bolder 

It is said to widespread slaughter and rape 

We are all sinners, enslaved to the cross 

God wills The Great War to erase 

The Judaic acres, the Mohammedans 

In defence of our revenant faith 

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Political prowess takes to the stage 

A pilgrimage led bu the sword 

The sweet maiden blast of our clarion rage 

Against the foul heretic hordes 

Heretic hordes 

The blazing invader Crusader parade 

Vatican sanctioned and Mammon adored 

Now, papal-led to die 

The fatal battle cry 

A natural army vies for stretching Christendom 

Wide, we slay the infidel 

Remiss our way to Hell 

Pay well the wishing well 

With golden martyrdom 

With golden martyrdom 

With golden martyrdom 

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Scaling the towers with power ordained 

Dark flowers of infamy bud 

Ransacking, hacking off Saracen reign 

The temple drinks claret in floods 

Mercy forgotten in our ill-gotten gain 

Of women and innocent blood 

Death abides in this domain of ashes 

The streets are stained with the butchered foe 

Now I hear the bells of triumph ringing 

As they lay there rotting in their thousand shrouds 

Beneath the clouds that skitter and scatter 

Dispersions on the truth of heaven 

We are all sinners, enslaved to the cross 

God wills The Great War to erase 

The Judaic acres, the Mohammedans 

In defence of our revenant faith 

No crescent moon 

No prophet of doom 

Shall wail above Jerusalem 

Vast hypocrites 

All grasping for glitz 

Have taken The Mount and The Tomb 

Here in the kingdom of loss 

Here in the kingdom of loss 

Here in the kingdom of loss