Blood of the Templars Songtext
von Dark Fortress

The blood in their hands

It was in 1099 in the eastern land, where that fool was crucified
Jerusalem fell

In the midst of the ravaging, raping and pillaging
I presented to one of the crusaders a gift from my lady so cruel
The cup of blood, the Holy Grail, such blasphemy, blasphemy

And they poured it down with passion
The blood of power of no holy origin
The blood of the whore

The blood of the templars lives on
Forevermore

The blood of the templars will never die


The blood will never die
Die

Far beyond religious superstition, true magic was their craft
Spells this earth had never seen were cast in secret halls

In secret halls

Ageless men, three hundred years, until Jacques de Molay was burned
He cast a final spell, sending pope and king to hell

But that wasn′t the end, for still they reign in silence
The forces of fire have granted immortality to the last seven knights
Seven lovers for a seven-headed whore

The blood is eternal, the blood is black
This blood


The blood of the templars lives on
Forevermore
The blood, blood of the templars
The blood, blood of the templars