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”

And 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 you father clear

deep in your heart

“Son, know your enemy

As I would have them know

My son.