Sacred vows are made to be broken Three hundred years later, the grave will open For there is an order to reclaim We are back from oblivion again Born from the poor fellowsoldiers The world is going through a serious crisis Divided by financial conflicts Holy wars are sowing terror and chaos Let us break the silence As science is Focused on the material The living standards continue to fall Time has come to ask for more humanity Let us break the silence For there is an Order to reclaim We are back from oblivion again Born from the poor fellowsoldiers A traveling mendicant order But sacred laws are made to be broken Reveal our ambition Revive the mendicant order... now! Tax exemption... the oath of poverty Immunity from persecution... the Vow of Chastity And no Submission... Obedience? To the secular power Death is so great... Death is so great... Death is so great that nine would accuse us Of seeking victory... of seeking another end Reveal our ambition Revive the poor fellowsoldiers After the Kings denial, the order became mendicant again And the poor fellowbankers were condemned to burn at the stake...
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