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Louis IXA better king had never livedSon of blanche he came to give From afar the more to please He washed their feet and healed their fears All beggars came to see their liege The miracle was plain to see Fine the words in which he'd use Validate the god we choose Chorus: Louis the IX Louis the IX Back to his homeland to rest his sword And reconcile with his lords Prophecy made a restless king Die a martyr with forgiven sins Souls would wrestle but he didn't fade Forgive his captors with ransom paid With templar mind and solitude Release the king defuse the feud Chorus King before were ruled by rod He came to them a king of god Veteran of the crusades Captured ransomed but he didn't rage He came back home to go again The holy land he came to love From this war he met his fate Not from an arrow but from the plague |