The Horns of Hattin Lyrics

In the scorching desert

Under merciless sun

No water to quench our thirst

Nowhere to run

Brave crusader knights

In armor clad

Our banners flying high

We make our last stand

In the heat of battle

Swords clash and ring

In the midst of chaos

Where death is king

Trapped and surrounded

Upon this plain

Blinded by acrid smoke

Arrows fall like rain

Heathen armies

Their numbers great

We make one last charge

But we are too late

In the heat of battle

Swords clash and ring

In the midst of chaos

Where Death is king

On The Horns of Hattin

Where heroes fell

In the name of God

We fought in hell

Now our end draws near

There's no escape

On the blood-stained sand

We've sealed our fate

Crusader Kingdoms

Now Doomed to die

The true cross captured

See the severed heads, piled high

In the heat of battle

Swords clash and ring

In the midst of chaos

Where death is king

On The Horns of Hattin

Where heroes fell

We fought for God

In a living hell