DavitButkhuzi2008

Knights of the Cross: The Templar's Oath

Upon the stormy winds of time, they ride,
Beneath the banner of a faith undenied.
With crimson cross upon armor bright,
The Templars march through the shadowed night.

Bound by vows no mortal could break,
A brotherhood forged for Heaven’s sake.
Their blades gleamed sharp with celestial might,
In the name of God, they waged their fight.

From holy lands scorched by desert flame,
To castle walls that whispered their name,
Guardians sworn to a sacred trust,
Defenders of relics, now lost in dust.

Oh, Jerusalem, their eternal prize,
Reflected in their unyielding eyes.
Through blood-soaked fields and battered stone,
The Templars claimed the Christ’s throne.

But whispers rose in the courts of kings,
Of secrets cloaked in forbidden rings.
The chalice, the grail, the treasures untold—
Legends whispered of their gold.

Yet their riches lay not in earthly store,
But in the heavens they yearned for more.
In midnight vigils, they sought divine,
In mystic prayers, the sacred sign.

Betrayed by crowns and Papal decree,
The Templars fell to conspiracy.
In flames they perished, their courage tried,
Yet their spirit lives, and cannot die.

For in every shadow where honor glows,
And courage against oppression grows,
The Templar knights are still alive—
Legends eternal, they survive.

Their swords may rust, their castles fall,
But their faith still echoes, a battle call.
To guard the light against the dark,
They remain the world’s eternal spark.

So, hail the Templars, gallant and bold,
Their tale forever in history told.
Knights of the Cross, undying, supreme—
Heroes eternal in mankind’s dream.