The moment came now brother died And he became his people's guide Though was suspicions Of fratricide Behind him they ride
They all know the legend Who the ghost sword Brings the world an age end And must be lord Thinks his feats the In fire will record
Like a wild blasphemer Out of all control A little of a dreamer A a free soul It's Rome his first goal
And a stranger Came to the horde Unafraid of sure danger Gave the ghost sword To the most adored
Recitation He has come To the city gates His made He's not to dissuade But the Pope is ready There to imprecate: \"Don't be so steady and capitulate!\"
He how speaks of crudeness Love and Jesus' And he feels that goodness Inside his awakes To take what you is Always a mistake