Lyrics Constantinople - Asbo Slipz

So the wolf's at the door and there's nowhere to run to
We're all Christian brothers but money is thicker than blood

Sent to make war on the cursed infidel
They cared more about gold and increasing their wealth
Sent to the East by a Papal decree
In the name of the Father to set Jerusalem free

Well they all made an oath to be Christian soldiers
But it's really about getting rich in the process

Soldiers of fortune, a mercenary breed
Arrogant men full of hatred and greed
Itching for war and for what they can take
Dressing it up as a moral Crusade

Clearing a path to the Holy Land
Clearing a path to the Holy Land
Clearing a path to the Holy Land

A Byzantium Prince promised money and men
If they helped him recapture his throne again
They laid siege to the City and made him the King
But the people revolted, deposed him, then did him in

So the Crusaders made their resolve
There's a debt to be paid we were promised our gold
So we'll kick down the gates and we'll take what we're owed

For three days and nights they killed and they maimed
Raping the women and leaving a stain
On the Christian faith that they cannot clean off
Monsters and demons who follow the Cross

(Ah ah Constantinople)
(Ah ah Constantinople)