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    The Crusade That Never Was a moment passes And I lose The best words that I ever had In my mind for you The memories of these songs we shared Treasures That we hold within our empty hands. So for knighthood I strive Not to conquer but to protect a crown we all win just to lay it down Put on your armour made out of joyful sounds for today we ride to peace, my friend.

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    The Crusade That Never Was a moment passes And I lose The best words that I ever had In my mind for you The memories of these songs we shared Treasures That we hold within our empty hands. So for knighthood I strive Not to conquer but to protect a crown we all win just to lay it down Put on your armour made out of joyful sounds for today we ride to peace, my friend.

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    The Crusade That Never Was

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    Carl Weuster
    The Crusade That Never Was a moment passes And I lose The best words that I ever had In my mind for you The memories of these songs we shared Treasures That we hold within our empty hands. So for knighthood I strive Not to conquer but to protect a crown we all win just to lay it down Put on your armour made out of joyful sounds for today we ride to peace, my friend.

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    The Crusade That Never Was

    A moment passes And I lose The best words that I ever had In my mind For you

    The memories of these songs we shared Treasures That we hold within our empty hands Tell me, what measure are our tears For they mean everything Everything to me

    And so for knighthood I strive Not to conquer but to protect A crown we all win just to lay it down

    Put on your armour made out of joyful sounds For today we ride to peace, my friend For we shall fall In a crusade unheard of and unseen

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