The state of creation is holy war Waged on the promise of immortal reward Petition of prayer and permission of lords Heavy's the hand that holds Constantine's sword
Those who don't know history repeat it Only the winners pretend to defeat it Those who rewrite history are doomed Heavy's the heart that bears Constantine's wound
A healing circle destroyed a temple With passion play and seamless robe Blood libel stains the true cross The heavens cry for the ghetto of Rome
The empire was born of infinite loss Who can sustain eternal cost Whose children are saved by suffering tests Heavy's the soul who'll forgive Constantine's debts