Horns Of Hattin Jerusalem
Starving Pilgrims
This is the promised land
Where blood and honey flow
Where god once walked on dusty roads
Which infidels now soil
Jerusalem
Your men are near
To kill for you
To purify the holy grave
Advocati sancti sepulchri
We are henchmen in the name of god
Bloodshed for eternity
Thy kingdom come
Siege towers are raised
And saints lead the attack
A blessed storm
To crush the gate of Herod
No place for mercy
Within these holy walls
All impure has to die
Jerusalem
Your king arrived
Crowned with thorns
Enthroned above the holy grave
Advocati sancti sepulchri
We are henchmen in the name of god
Bloodshed for divinity
Thy will be done
Civitas dei
Another time you suffered
Your streets are streams of blood
The stench of death
A revelation
A new age we begun
Jerusalem
Your god returned
Rebuild his house
Among ten thousand heathen graves
Jerusalem
Your time is now
Celestial stronghold
For the end of days
