Hattin Lyrics

A world under two stone horns

Lethargic glare of swirling death

The watchers will spread the tale

Of massacre and true terror.

Not for the glory nor for the heaven

Not for the God, we are dying in this war

Charades of might casting pawns to the battle

Twisted ideas that we all fall for

Fields turning red with blood

Irrigating the cracking land

The clash of faith we're suffering

Our days have come to painful end

Not for the glory nor for the heaven

Not for the God, we are dying in this war

Charades of might casting pawns to the battle

Twisted ideas that we all fall for

Thou will taste my blade

That will fade thy life away

Die through my hands

Through the gods blessed saber

Let the fields be the feast

For the greedy ravens

Hattin the name

Crusader remember

Not for the glory nor for the heaven

Not for the God, we are dying in this war

Charades of might casting pawns to the battle

Twisted ideas that we all fall for

Not for the glory nor for the heaven

Not for the God, we are dying in this war

Charades of might casting pawns to the battle

Twisted ideas that we all fall for