The Siege Of Zara Video (MV)

At a tourney in Frankia
Innocent, Bishop of Rome
Flemish knights and second sons
Had convinced to leave their homes
Promising Jerusalem
And salvation for their souls
If they'd travel to Egypt
To loosen the Sultan's hold

But the Pope did not have the gold

The army gathered in Venice
Unable to pay the Doge
The promised amount of silver
To carry them across the flow
So they struck a new bargain
That'd weight heavy on their souls
To cross over to Zara
And take back the riches it holds

Behold your gold
Has turned to lead
Your Silver
Now rusted

Withdrew your hand
From the plough
You should hasten
To Jerusalem

You stained your soul
With Christian blood
You leave me no choice

Excommunicado!

Flags with crosses on the walls
Offered no protection
As they sailed through the chains and crumbled the gates

They made the city their own
Plunder all of its wealth
Then fought themselves over sharing the spoils

Then sometime over winter
Far away from Byzantium
Came a noble visitor
Who offered a lofty sum

For help restoring his father
The blinded man, to Imperium
In return the Emperor
Would help the crusade carry on

And so it was agreed
To march on Constantinople

And all was forgiven