Deus Vult (Extended)

In the shadows where the doubts arise, A knight stands tall beneath crimson skies, His armor stained with the memories of the slain, Each whisper of souls, a haunting refrain. [Verse 1] Beneath the banners, the battle calls, Echoing cries in the darkened halls, With every swing of his blade, a life departs, In the war for faith, he plays his part. Through the ashes, the truth will rise. [Chorus] Deus Vult! A cry of ancient might, The fury within ignites the night, For every devil that he has faced, The righteous wrath, he will embrace. [Verse 2] Tormented visions of the innocent weep, In the silence between, where shadows creep, He recalls their faces in the dusk of his mind, A knight of honor, in darkness confined. But the blade knows no mercy in this fight. [Chorus] Deus Vult! The thunder strikes the ground, With each fallen foe, glory is found, In battle's embrace, the drumming grows loud, With bloodied hands, he stands proud. [Chorus] Deus Vult! The echoes of war resound, A tale of a knight in a world so profound, In his quest for justice, both fierce and grim, He fights with the echoes of lives lost in sin. In the silent aftermath where shadows merge, The knight walks alone, an endless dirge, Through fields where crimson rivers flow, Bound by duty, yet weary below. A memory lingers, a gentle refrain, Of faces lost, and the cries of the slain. He wonders in silence, as echoes die, If in his quest, he was justified. But still, in the darkness, his oath remains, To cleanse the wicked, despite the stains, And as dawn breaks through the smoky air, The knight knows his burden, a cross to bear. [Chorus] Deus Vult! The thunder strikes the ground, With each fallen foe, glory is found, In battle's embrace, the drumming grows loud, With bloodied hands, he stands proud. [Bridge] The storm is approaching The raining of blood And red skies are screaming "The end has begun!" The storm is approaching The raining of blood And red skies are screaming "The end has begun!" [Outro] Falling into one's disturbed mind Blood have spilled And darkness has arrived Falling into one's disturbed mind "Face the fury of the holy right!" [Dramatic heavy solo]