Crusades

When the moon's in darkness

Covered by the call

And love is in the mystery of the fall

The worth of all

Remembers the message and the call

Please send help, please

We don't know where we are

We are five and fifty on the call

The dog will lead you here

To the place of the fall

A childish hand had written the curse of all

The words the peasants read, the fall

And since that time two years have passed

The starving dog is dead now

The dog is dead now