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De Molay's burning; fires are dancing, Curse of Baphomet; wicked flames lick high. On the blazing wood, daemons are prancing, Ashes bear his spirit up to the sky. Tortured and bleeding for service loyal, You Knights of Christ he's forsaken you now, Heedless of years of service blood and toil, Honour upheld; to no man did you bow. They forget how, the true infidel you Slew in sacred sands in the Holy Land, Rode with the Lionheart; the Pope paid his dues, As you climbed the pyre, at the stake to stand. For God and for honour your lives you laid; Templar, tread the path you paved with your blade.