| Out of Sephoria
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| On July 3rd we are
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| The vanguard glorious
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| Our rearguard pray for us
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| We will reach Tiberias
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| Nine more painful miles, alas!
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| We will prevail (onward we go!!!)
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| Our glorious king we hail
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| Onward! |
| The battlefield
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| Shall be our grave
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| Our kingdom soon will fade
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| They say no man ever made
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| Such a distance in one day
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| Saladin is drawing near
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| Muslim warcries we can hear
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| Christian knights must show no fear
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| Till our last breath we march
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| The slaughter can begin
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| For our kingdom and for our king
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| Into battle our old hymns we sing
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| By the hawks, our infantry’s pride
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| All for one and one for all!
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| Our kingdom soon will fade
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| They say no man ever made
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| Such a distance in one day
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| Saladin is drawing near
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| Muslim warcries we can hear
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| Christian knights must show no fear
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| The time is near, it’s crystal clear
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| No-one give in, no man we fear
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| Its time to fight, before the night
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| Will lay its coat upon this field
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| Marching — Marching till the end of time
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| Can it be God’s will?
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| Will we be burning for a senseless crime
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| Some wounds time won’t heal
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| «Saladin was watching every move the Crusaders made and realized that their
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| decision to start heading for Tiberias after an already exhausting march over
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| several miles could give his army the crucial edge which could determine the
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| outcome of the battle
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| Vested with their firm belief the Muslim forces tightend the noose around the
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| Christians' necks.» |