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 when 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.
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