| They could not control us and started to fear us
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| So our story had to end …
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| Almost two hundred years have passed
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| And it seems that I will be the last
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| Last of the masters, faithful and bold
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| Who’s now tired and old
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| The templar cross is growing pale (growing pale)
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| We never thought our plans would fail (never fail)
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| A sacred ambition, a heavenly mission:
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| Liberate the Holy Land
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| Our power grew stronger, they tarry no longer
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| So our story has to end
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| Maybe we somehow lost our ways
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| And have fallen from God’s grace
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| But He’ll remember our noble aims
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| When we’ll die by the flames
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| The templar cross is growing pale (growing pale)
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| We never thought our plans would fail (never fail)
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| A sacred ambition, a heavenly mission:
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| Liberate the Holy Land
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| Our power grew stronger, they tarry no longer
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| So our story has to end
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| Oh Jesus forgive me, they made me lie
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| Be with me, watch over me when I die
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| The templar cross is growing pale (growing pale)
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| We never thought our plans would fail (never fail)
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| A sacred ambition, a heavenly mission:
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| Liberate the Holy Land
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| Our power grew stronger, they tarry no longer
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| So our story has to end (2x) |