Crusade of the Faithful (Remastered)

[Verse] Chainmail spirit, my sword sharp in the ether, Enemies trembling, demons ducking like a preacher. Armor of God, ain't no man can breach her, Faith my AK, scriptures spraying like a feature. Evil lurking, shadows twisting in the mist, Cross in my grip, devil’s jaw about to twist. Angels on the flank, marching ranks, clenched fists, Fire in the pulpit, burning coals on my wrists. [Chorus] Crusade, crusade, we rise through the flame, Holy soldiers moving, calling out His name. Crusade, crusade, this war ain't a game, Devotion to the King, eternal reign, no shame. [Verse 2] Saints in my squadron, prayers loud like cannon shots, Breaking down the walls of Babylon, they forgot. Truth cutting through lies, sharper than a diamond plot, Evil's empire crumbles when the faithful's faith gets hot. Holy war in the soul, battlefield inside my chest, Sins try to creep, but the cross protects the nest. Enemies dressed in sheep's wool, trying to infest, But I see through the disguise—devil fails the test. [Prechorus] Onward, soldiers, marching bold and steady, Evil quakes when the faithful's hands are ready. Armor up, the battle's heavy.