Sangreal

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Holy is the one chalice.

Submitted: September 19, 2018

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Sangre Sani bearing my cup

 

Heads of the martyrs turned up

 

The roads lined with victims on the cross

 

From Rome to Jerusalem the masses weep in loss

 

The chalice is lost beneeath waves of the sea

 

Right when the Holy Land was free

 

The golden invader ravaged the central lands

 

Saracens made bloody by the Khan's hand

 

Sangreal it lies in the ocean bed

 

The waves baptize it's holy head

 

Blessed by Christ's lips

 

Lost when it went down with the ship

 

Another relic lost  after the crusade

 

In blood it was paid

 

It the subject of Arthurian legends 

 

Remembered by knight and paladin

 

Once adorning noble courts

 

In the centuries pas it became the prize for a blood sport

 

Factions bleeding in the sand armoured in mail

 

Skulls crushed by the Frankish flail

 

All three fill the cup with blood

 

Churning the battle field into gorey mud

 

All in the name of a war divine

 

Each side called heretical and swine

 

Holy call to arms

 

The cup the reason to sanction harm

 

No more would we fight wars of sin

 

The cup all shall try to win

 

Saracen or Latin sword

 

All shall bleed for the cup of the Lord


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