Home Of The Knave

Once upon a time 
  there was a restless king in charge. 
  What could he contribute 
  to write some history? 
  Gold he had plenty of 
  but plenty could be more 
  so onwards he marched 
  on reasons quite obscure. 

  With a blindfold and sword, 
  come deliver us from evil. 

  Great saviour of all, 
  so honest and brave. 
  Your land of the free 
  is the home of the knave. 

  Echoes of crusaders 
  were heard across the world 
  as he fought against 
  the legions sent from hell. 
  Shadows of the templars 
  are yet again a fact: 
  creeds are cast aside 
  determination's still intact..