Текст песни атака трупа - осада акры

Grand Master and Order of the Temple
for every attack we lose brothers
ballista thundering, onager whistling
arabs close, acre massacre

god wounded fate is insidious
we cannot escape the court of Allah
opposite with the army sultan kalaun
we keep the onslaught on the right flank

last word from de sevri
they come with one instead of all the books
the last stronghold of the holy land
no we are corpses only the sun will set at its zenith

drums of war in the walls of the openings
while the whole city leaves by the sea
fill the gaps with the bodies of the dead
while our captives are slashed

the arrows of the Mamelukes closed the sky
I forgot about faith for a moment
our fear ran through the veins
to replace the first to meet death