The Battle: Saracen Ascension

Turan is lost, no retreat
The heathens we'll meet
Not one drop to drink
The spring without reach
Now surrounded by foes
On this damn plateau
This camp is no longer safe
Running out of supplies
Arrows go down
Blinded by smoke we march
Still we go on
Losing faith, our knights defecting it's our kings disgrace
This battle is over we're beaten and lost
There is nowhere to go
Crusaders defeated the Holy Land's lost
Christians down on the ground
Raymond's charges in vain
There's nothing to gain
Cut off from the rest
Men and horses were slain
Defections in droves
The only ones brave
The knights of the orders alone
Not more than 3000 men we are
Who are fleeing the fields of death
Escape from the heathen's grasp
Led by count Raymond and Balian
Attacked by the blazing sun
We are on our way home
Charging on Saladin
Again and again
But it's all over now
When the tent falls
This battle is over we're beaten and lost
There is no way to go
Crusaders defeated the Holy Land's lost
Christians down on the ground
Saracen Ascension our kingdom is gone
We are down on our knees
We will rise again we will return
Beat them once and for all.

"Only a small number of Crusaders survived the battle at the Horns of Hattin
Those who didn't die or flee from the battlefield were captured, among them former King Guy of Lusignan, Gerard of Ridefort, Raynald of Chatillon and many others
In the meantime, Richard I Lionheart, King of England, supported by the pope, was already preparing another crusade, swearing to regain the Holy Land for the sake of Christianity."