de Molay

Posted by Brad Osborne on September 13, 2021 · 10 Comments 

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In the tincture of sullen mist

Rises the faint cry, man bound

And lies the nations for this

For unworn the thorny crown

And jester snickers duplicitous

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Stone walls creep and keep

Mortared in kinsman marrow

Upon the moor, across the deep

To stave the poisoned arrows

And quills that vane their flight

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Battered armor creaks its years

As a knee falls, ne’er submission

But to suffer his Lord to hear

His sins given holy regression

A scabbard falls, steel meets light

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De Molay, just a humble man

Oath sworn in dawning light

Righteousness begs now he stand

God’s soldier in coming fight

Red-crossed, rises Templar Knight

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