Moribound Be Thy Creation

A hill outside a town in a dry and dusty land
Crowned by twenty crosses or more
Soldiers in a kind of armour that I had never seen
With short and shimmering swords

And a crowd had gathered at the foot of one cross
Gathered to watch the spectacle

I've watched your saviour die and he wasn't resurrected
All your faith has been a lie – Jesus cried... Jesus cried
The poor little worm, strapped onto a tree
Begging for his life and screaming to be free
Cried bloody tears and he wet his pants
I could only laugh as this strange god ends

And with my last laugh I am carried away
There was no reason for me to stay
For this god was a fake like most of them are
The only lord is the master of war

(Across the oceans of time I returned to the castle only to be carried away again
To some other place, to some other time...)