Lyrics:
"Curse you king Philip and Pope Clement the fifth, Let evil swiftly befall those who has wrongly condemned us, Summon them before god, cause god will avenge us."

The last grandmaster, tied to a pole on a flaming pile of fire,
he keeps his courage while his flesh scorns of his bones,
with his last breath he raises his voice and curses the traitors,
death to the king and their saviors

Fought a thousands of battles for them in the holy lands,
now thrown upon the pile of fire
The king, the pope, the traitors

Here i stand surrounded by the flame,
a cheering crowd dishonors my name
Remember my name,
the last grand masters fame!
Now take me agonizing pain!
Agonizing pain!

The grand masters dead will not be in vain
Gather around templars and saints
We’ll reform the sacred order, and replenish our name
We’ll come for the pope and the king

I sense a crimson blood red sky,

The blood of kings will spill tonight
With fear in his eyes, he says goodbye to the ending life


TAGS:
Brutal Death Metal / Slamming Brutal Death Metal / Slam / Godsfarm / Death Metal / Deathcore / Brutal Deathcore / Broken Flesh / Defeated Sanity / Disentomb / Cognitive

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