[Intro – Gregorian Trap Chant] Uhn... ahh... Deus Vult... yeah. They see the robes, they know the vibe, Faith so strong, I sanctify your tribe. [Verse 1] Walkin’ through your city with my holy crew, Gold in the coffers, relics brand new. You built that barracks? Cute little place, Now it’s mine, praise divine grace. Chant so hard, your soldiers freeze, I bless your stables, drop to your knees. No swords, no bows, no hate, no sin, Just “Wololo” and I walk right in. Wololo flow, now your house found Christianity, Faith so strong it bends reality. Holy beats, divine fatality, Buildings talk in Latin when they’re mad at me. [Chorus] Wololo, I’m takin’ your home, Your castle’s now a catacomb. Wololo, I’m changin’ your tone, From pagan stone to sacred dome. Convert that base, don’t need no mace, My faith hit harder than a trebuchet. Convert that base, now say that grace, Every siege turns holy today. [Verse 2] Got monks in the choir, we stackin’ faith, Tech tree maxed, no time to waste. You brought knights? Cute, they don’t bite, Holy light got range on sight. I bless your town, I take your ground, My monks drop beats, make sacred sound. You train your troops, I train my soul, Every “Wololo” adds one more goal. Wololo flow, convert your economy, Tithes roll in like a prophecy. From blacksmith to monastery, Your whole damn town feels heavenly. [Bridge] From Rome to Byzantium, We drop hymns like sanctum drums. Your villagers scared, they start to pray, But I’m the one who converts their pay. [Final Chorus] Wololo, I’m stealin’ your base, Your wonder now in holy space. Wololo, I’m feelin’ the grace, Every monk got divine taste. Convert that base, don’t hesitate, Faith upgrade to devastate. Convert that base, embrace your fate, Age of empires never sounded so great. [Outro – Slow Chant Fadeout] Wololo... Wololo... Your kingdom’s mine, amen, let’s go.
