Crusader March

Beating of the drums, Their echo resounds. In my chest, I feel it pound, A rhythm bold, profound. The gears of war are turning, The last feast is set. Tonight we dine in glory, For tomorrow we meet death. Every cog, every wheel, every blade, Forged in the fires for the crusade. Marching under the cross, In the Lord's name, we face our fate. Armor clad and spirit made, We rise as knights, unafraid. Crusader March! Shadows stretch as twilight wanes, Over fields where honor reigns. With shield and sword, we claim our creed, For the holy land, we bleed. The call to arms, a sacred vow, We stand as one, our hearts avow. Under the starlit sky, we pledge, To reclaim the sacred edge. Every cog, every wheel, every blade, Forged in the fires for the crusade. Marching under the cross, In the Lord's name, we face our fate. Armor clad and spirit made, We rise as knights, unafraid. Crusader March! Marching Onwards! Crusader March!

In the silence of the chapel’s stone, Echoes of a sacred throne. Armored by a holy vow, To the cross, we bow. Whispers stirring in the midnight air, Divine the burden that we bear. Marching under heaven’s arch, On a crusade, we embark. Cross and sword, the path we wield, In the shadow of the shield. Faith and fury intertwined, In the battle, we find divine. Thuh! Through the pagan woods, a blaze, Crusading in the holy haze. Conquest in a land untamed, Evveeery victory, a flameeeee Swords raised in a grim ballet, What is the price we pay? Underneath the banner high, For salvation, do we die? In the cross and sword, we trust, Heavenly might clad in rust. Two edges of the same steel, Bless and bleed, save and steal. Thuh! Cross and sword, the path we wield, In the shadow of the shield. Faith and fury intertwined, In the battle, we find divine. Through the Cross and sword, the path we wield, In the shadow of the shield. Faith and fury intertwined, In the battle, we find divine.

As darkness creeps upon us The Light starts to fade Day turns black But we are not afraid! NEIN! NEIN! Armor gleams under moonlight, We don't give up, we only fight, Teutonic Order, built to withstand, As we march across the holy land. NEIN! (nein) NEIN! (nein) In the heart of the night, we ride, Steel and faith at our side, Echoes of war, in the cold wind's blow, Through the lands, our legends grow. Bring forth the storm, Let the banners fly high, Under the starlit sky, The Ravens cry...

A song about a German WW2 soldier thinking about what he is fighting for. Mother, I've seen too much. Vater, I've been through hell. Frau, I've got nothing left to give, But my love for you. Brother, the fire has dimmed, Sister, I’m lost in the fog. Child, all I have is this battered soul, Yet for you, my spirit fights on. Mother, I've seen too much. Vater, I've been through hell. Frau, I've got nothing left to give, But my love for you. Brother, the fire has dimmed, Sister, I’m lost in the fog. Child, all I have is this battered soul, Yet for you, my spirit fights on. Mother, I've seen too much. Vater, I've been through hell. Frau, I've got nothing left to give, But my love for you.

In the land of knights and ancient lore, Stands Marienburg with walls galore. A fortress grand, a symbol bold, Where tales of valor and legends unfold. Stronghold Marienburg, standing tall, Guardian of the realm, protector of all. With banners flying high, in the morning light, A beacon of hope in the darkest night. Built by hands of iron will, On the banks of rivers tranquil and still. Where Teutonic Knights held their ground, With honor and courage, they were bound. Stronghold Marienburg, standing tall, Guardian of the realm, protector of all. With banners flying high, in the morning light, A beacon of hope in the darkest night. Through battles fierce, and storms that rage, Marienburg stood through every age. A testament to the strength within, A fortress proud, against all sin. Stronghold Marienburg, standing tall, Guardian of the realm, protector of all. With banners flying high, in the morning light, A beacon of hope in the darkest night.

Through the mists of the northern lands, they ride, Clad in steel, on their warhorses they stride. Echoes of battle, under iron skies, Where the sound of metal never dies. Iron giants ride, through the storm and fire, Tempered blades of the ancient sire. In the heart of darkness, their oaths they bide, For honor and glory, iron giants ride. Shields raised against the howling wind, Swords clash as their tales begin. Through the frozen forests, their banners wave, Brave souls marching to the grave. Iron giants ride, through the storm and fire, Tempered blades of the ancient sire. In the heart of darkness, their oaths they bide, For honor and glory, iron giants ride. In the silence of the snow, whispers speak of fate, Teutonic knights, in their steel, embrace the hate. Their eyes on the horizon, where enemies hide, With every thunderous step - they are the Teutons. Beneath the stars, their mail shines bright, Like specters wrought from the darkest night. They hold the line, in the age-old fight, Teutonic might, in the dead of night. Iron giants ride, through the storm and fire, Tempered blades of the ancient sire. In the heart of darkness, their oaths they honor and glory, iron giants ride. Iron Giants Ride! Iron Giants Ride!

Warriors of the Cross With courage in our veins, Through valleys of shadow and death, Fighting until our last breath Warriors of the Cross, We fight for the light In the name of God, We do whats right. Warriors of the Cross, Marching into the fray With our hearts full of faith, We'll never lose our way. Warriors of the cross! Marching into the fray With our hearts full of faith! We'll never lose our way. Warriors of the cross! In the face of evil, we'll remain steadfast, For our cause is true, our mission vast, With the cross as our shield, we'll never fall, In His name, we answer the call.. For the Cross and the Kingdom! We'll never retreat! With the armor of righteousness! We'll claim victory sweet! Warriors of the Cross, Marching into the fray. With our hearts full of faith, We'll never lose our way! Warriors of the Cross! Marching into the fray. With our hearts full of faith, We'll never lose our way! Warriors of the Cross!