Long ago, I went to war
To fight the scourge of Christendom
I held aloft my blessed sword, and said
"By God, let them come!"

They said their eyes are red as flame
I heard it told from hell they came
Their breath is fire, their tongues are forked
Thus are the beasts of Dragon's Gate

I heard my father's words deep in my heart
"Son, know your enemy, as I know my son."

The Fates were kind, they let me in
The dragon's lair, the den of sin
I placed my sword upon its heart
And with a prayer, I thrust it in

The dragon fell upon the ground
'Twas then I heard a whimpering sound
A dragonling to his father clung
Who only fought to protect his young

I heard my father's words deep in my heart
"Son, know your enemy, as I know my son."
Now, my son is off to war
To fight the new scourge of Christendom
He holds aloft his brazen sword and says
"Dad, let them come!"

He swears their eyes are red as flame
And heard it told from hell they came
Their breath is fire, their tongues are forked
Thus are the men of Muslim faith

Son, hear your father clear, deep in your heart
"Son, know your enemy, as I would have them know... my son."