"The last bastion, the last icon of resistance has fallen. In the ten months of siege the small garrison never stood a chance. And shorthanded, hungry and numb with cold, their surrender was close at hand. Yet clemency was given to all those who renounced their beliefs. For the others a fiery fate awaited them. An armistice of fourteen days was granted to convince them of the one true faith."
And the omens were right For king and for God The eagles nest suppressed A victory born in pain The war now finished at last By the powers from above Undisturbed, determined, undaunted For the cross and the crusade
I had to give up for my people Hunger and thirst forced me to surrender My fortress was a refuge for the good But with the treason of Toulouse, we never stood a chance
It was beyond my power Their intolerant policy For indulgence and tyranny Blood of child and woman sticks to their hands
Oh lord, we'll meet you soon Dispelled by defenders of the flesh But never have we sighed in the face of death With hand on the heart we'll meet our end
Never! Never! Shall we surrender to a wrong god! Ever! Forever! The last step on the way home!
Now follow me my children Don't fear the fire, don't linger, be brave We have made a vow and can't go back The mercy of God will guide us through
Look they're preparing the pyres With straw and wood Where our houses once stood The blood of innocence sticks to their hands
Our spirits will be finally free Back to the place where they belong Have pity on them for they don't see Trust our Father, he'll make us strong
Never! Never! Shall we surrender to a wrong god! Ever! Forever! The last step on the way home!
"And on the 15th of March the catholic army entered the fortress of Montségur and captured the inhabitant heretics. The morning after they were led downhill and executed. The quiet Murmuring of their prayers was drown out by the igniting fire beneath their feet. And then, no sound was heard but tears and sorrow. By then, resistance had fallen, but a small group had escaped the enclosure of Montségur, carrying with them the heretic treasure. They fled to the surrounding woods, hid in caves and traveled by night. Their only assignment, to find a safe haven for their secret and forbidden words."
Never! Never! Shall we surrender to a wrong god! Ever! Forever! The last step on the way home!