Damascus Gate

Quis est homo, qui non in melius
 Quis est homo, qui non in melius
 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
 Jerusalem under siege
 Entering Damascus gate
 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
 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