3rd Crusade

King Richard came upon them3000
I am toldSlit their stomachs in search of jewels
In search of
Islams gold.
On the road from
AcreThey're crucifying thieves
Crows are pecking at their eyes
While the hypocrites run free
I've been told that you've been bold
Believing in the **** that you've been sold
And I hear that you fear the way
A simple damn dream can disappear
They marched on through the seasons
The skies lit by burning hills
They gobbled up the cities
To the sound of raging bells
When they reached the
Holy LandThey gave their thanks to
GodThey hammered on the
Temple stones
And crushed the filthy mob.
I've been told that you've been bold
Believing in the **** that you've been sold
And I hear that you fear the way
A simple damn dream can disappear
The rich they still get richer
The poor still spill their blood
The poppies grow in
KandaharAnd the oil still flows in
Saud.