| A cry for help in time of need, await relief from holy league
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| 60 days of siege, outnumbered and weak
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| Sent a message to the sky, wounded soldiers left to die
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| Will they hold the wall or will the city fall
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| Dedication
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| Dedication
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| They're outnumbered 15 to one
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| And the battle's begun
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| Then the winged hussars arrived
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| Coming down the mountainside
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| Then the winged hussars arrived
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| Coming down they turned the tide
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| As the days are passing by and as the dead are piling high
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| No escape and no salvation
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| Trenches to explosive halls are buried deep beneath the walls
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| Plant the charges there and watch the city fear
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| Desperation
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| Desperation
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| It's a desperate race against the mine
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| And a race against time
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| Then the winged hussars arrived
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| Coming down the mountainside
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| Then the winged hussars arrived
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| Coming down they turned the tide
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| Cannonballs are coming down from the sky
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| Janissaries, are you ready to die?
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| We will seek our vengeance eye for an eye
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| You'll be stopped upon the steps of our gate
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| On this field you're only facing our hate
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| But, back home the sultan's sealing your fate
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| We remember
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| In September
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| That's the night Vienna was freed
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| We made the enemy bleed!
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| Then the winged hussars arrived
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| Coming down the mountainside
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| Then the winged hussars arrived
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| Coming down they turned the tide
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| Storm clouds, fire and steel
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| Death from above, make their enemy kneel
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| Shining armour and wings
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| Death from above, it's an army of kings
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| We remember
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| In September
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| When the winged hussars arrived |