The IVth Crusade - Ilsa

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