Long ago, I went to war To fight the scourge Of Christendom I held aloft my blessed sword And said, “By God, Let them come.”
They said their eyes Are red as flame I heard it told From hell they came Their breath is fire Their tongues are forked Thus are the beasts Of Dragon’s Gate.
I heard my father’s words Deep in my heart “Son, know your enemy As I know my son.”
The Fates were kind They let me in The dragon’s lair The den of sin I placed my sword upon its heart and with a prayer I thrust it in.
The dragon fell Upon the ground Twas then I heard A whimpering sound A dragonling To his father clung Who only fought To protect his young
I heard my father’s words Deep in my heart. “Son know your enemy As I know my son”
And now my son Is off to war To fight the new scourge Of Christendom He holds aloft his brazen sword And says “Dad, Let them come”
He swears their eyes are red as flame And heard it told From hell they came Their breath is fire Their tongues are forked thus Are the men of Muslim faith
Son, hear you father clear deep in your heart “Son, know your enemy As I would have them know My son.”