Forefather - Wolves Of Prayer lyrics

Over the sea, the Black and the Fair On heathen soil to moor Heaven's breath rife in the sails Bound for Saxon shore Clutching close the lore of their god Emissaries of the light Sworn to inspire the primitive lords And sway their steadfast tribes Ward the groves and shrines Thwart their foul designs Seeds of destruction Are blighting the land We must face them united Extinguish the flames Till the rivers are stained With their treacherous blood And the menace is withered and waned Shackled tight, with dogma entwined Loyalty misplaced Fellow men damned to hell Inborn ideas debased Liturgies made with relics ordained Fostering distrust That word may reach the halls of power And allied minds be lost Wolves of prayer with zealous schemes Are stalking our domains Pledged to bend our masters' ears And claim them for their faith Guardians of the native rites Suspicious minds decree With haste to seize these furtive fiends Lest the winds of change proceed