Let the second Crusade leave, Damascus must be caught Ready we are, come on and let's go Now that Christ's shield and power every treasure must be taken Gott mit uns and victory is shown Stealing and killing with a cross on their hearts Sack of the town with no mercy at all Yet the battle is on and there's fight down in the streets Still some quarters on fire, smoke raises high Still the clang of the swords, but we have no time to loose Let's divide the city here and now Suddenly attacked and already expelled It's the Muslim Arab that regains the town So the second crusade sorrowfully close the door Won and expelled, shame and dishonor Led by thirst for power more than faith and dethroned in shame No cross no shield have been worthy nooooo Rough Europe's craven kings go back, go home! Empty hands, heavy hearts and the red river flows and grows and grows And grows