Red and black banners of old Germania
Monk-soldiers with cloaks bearing the cross.
On this july morning it rains tears on Marienburg.
Pray noble knights of the order ! final storm thunders !
Rising to battle,masters fall in silence wrapped in light.
Tomorrow will be eternity day ,god will welcome
warriors to his abode !
Souls filled with martyr\'s zeal !
The clouds descend on the plain
fiery shrouds settling down .
The tatar contemplates his victory
and the fertile land without grain
is nothing but a lament ...
A flight of crows feasting
on the glory of vanquished ...
In the dying glow of summer hours
confused bodies,dark lady,possession.
Marriage of twilight and chaos .
On this july evening ,it rains
tears of blood on Marienburg...