Tigris and Euphrates Witness the royal flames The enemy of the cross has smashed the gates Blood drops flowing from our swords We marched as a savage horde We died and died until we planted our flag
War drums have sealed the fate Of thousand condemned disciples We shall defend the land aginst the saracens Blood drops flowing from their swords They marched as a savage horde They died and died until they planted their flag
The lion walking in the heaven's door Waking all the ancient sons of the fallen ones Defying the ruthless tyrants of the sun Elder protectors have kneeled before his majesty again
