The Ghost Sword Lyrics

The moment came now
His brother died
And he became his people's guide
Though was suspicions
Of fratricide
Behind him they rideThey all know the legend
Who bears the ghost sword
Brings the world an age end
And must be it's lord
Thinks his feats the legend
In fire will recordLike a wild blasphemer
Out of all control
A little of a dreamer
A little a free soul
It's Rome his first goalAnd then, a stranger
Came to the horde
Unafraid of sure danger
Gave the ghost sword

To the most adoredRecitation
He has come already
To the city gates
His decision's made
He's not to dissuade
But the Pope is ready
There to imprecate:
"Don't be so steady and capitulate!"He how speaks of crudeness
Love and Jesus' sake
And he feels that goodness
Inside his awakes
To take what you wouldn't is
Always a mistake