Failed once again by the men of the cloth. Condemned by the chair of the Rock of Rome. "Here be the parchment and an emerald crusted ring. Go to those barbarians, teach them to sing To the tune of its church and the hymn of its head. I condemn those barbarians, leave them for dead If they feel they cannot follow my rule then cast them to sea in a boat made for fools. And one more thing that I do command They part with their gold, the good and the bad So that they do pay homage to the Vicar of Christ And pay Peter's Pence for the Church's rigth To create new temples and palaces for God And his servants of course, for these be hard times."