Mist in the morning light
Shadows at the castle walls
Thousands prepared in red and white
The tide rises, the tide will fall

We are bound to glory
Saracens are on the prowl
We shall burn in purgatory
Let your deadly flails are bowl

Saints and sinners
Another lie, it's time to die
Saints and sinners
Stay in Hell, souls to sell

Battle cry, battle cry, on wings of destiny we fly
Battle cry, battle cry, fires in the eastern sky
Our will is strong like a mountain high
No fear at all yelling the battle cry, battle cry

Mighty gods of fire and rain
Brought us agony and pain
Black are the clouds we summon the dead
We put a price on the sultans head

The islam dwells in Jerusalem
Killing, raping and swear vengeance
Our bodies are a human shield
Victory, our fate is sealed