Horns Of Hattin Sittah
In a slowly winding
Noble sine
Through the ancient dunes
Carving it's line
Eternal word
Of god within
There trails the blood
Of Saladin
With pride
Men will guide
The path it flows
None shall leave it's side
A bloodhound's
Hunting ground
On the qui vive
Hear his howls resound
SURSUM CORDA
DEUS SEMPER
MILITARE
VULT NOBISCUM AETERNALIS
BELLIGERENS
OMNIPETENS
SINE GRATIA
DEUS AVARITIAE
In the gelid breeze at
The break of dawn
Prayers are said and
Swords are drawn
A whole pack stands by
On their marks
Horses spurred, and slavering
The bloodhound barks
In an onslaught of mayhem
Unprecedented provocation
De Chatillon comes down
Reaping the caravan
Anchorless plundering
Indiscriminate killing
Peerless treasure found
Sittah gagged and bound
Now you have summoned
Apocalypse
Where there were clouds
Now looms eclipse
Impotent rage
Will terminate the age
Of the Crusade
In endless fray
In a slowly winding
Noble sine
Through ancient dunes
She carries his line
Eternal word
Of god within
Sittah al Sharn
Sister of Saladin
Run
Here they come
They'll spare none
We took Sitt Al Sharn
Run
Time to pay
The Syrian Lady
Calls for judgement day
IMUM CORDA
PATER NOSTER
EXCUSATIONE
NOBIS NON PERTINEAT
FINIS TEMPUS
VITIOSAE
TEMPESTATIS
HOSTIMENTUM AETERNUM
