Let the second Crusade leave, Damascus must be caught
Ready we are, come on and lets go
Now that Christs shield and power every treasure must be taken

Gott mit uns and victory is shown

Stealing and killing with a cross on their hearts

Sack of the town with no mercy at all

Yet the battle is on and there's fight down in the streets

Still some quarters on fire, smoke raises high
Still the clang of the swords, but we have no time to loose
Lets divide the city here and now


Suddenly attacked and already expelled
It's the Muslim Arab that regains the town


So the second crusade sorrowfully close the door
Won and expelled, shame and dishonor

Led by thirst for power more than faith and dethroned in shame
No cross no shield have been worthy nooooo


Rough Europes craven kings go back, go home!
Empty hands, heavy hearts and the red river flows and grows and grows
And grows