The Fourth Crusade

Mortified by the lack of conscience
Our sanctity bears no relevance
Insignificance is our existence
Hear the litany of life’s persistence
Our pleas for mercy fall upon unhearing ears
Take my life, my soul, wipe away these bitter tears
Vanquished in the name of your god
One of the same to whom we all pray
To Him now pray
Vanquished in the name of your god
One of the same to whom we once prayed
Try to close my mind — From the screams I hear
Repentance is denied, the conformation of my fear