They come across the sand from far away From the ashes of old and broken realms The western world to keep the lead Gave guns these beasts Power and blood, fire and faith Doesn´t matter how much we pray They steal our goods, they take our lands And condemn the infidel to death
Obeying their brutal chiefs, vicious and cruel Blood staining our Crescent Moon Bringing with them preaching and lead Spreading terror, sorrow… the only chance is to…
Run, run like the wind Run and never look back It´s time to leave your loved and precious land Run for your life To the end of the world Go to the north! Runaway
Now you are a fool, do you believe? These fanatics stop when we are killed? For after us they´ll go for you You´ll be dead too soon You may build the highest walls And let us die unnoticed as you want But know this, they are inside They´ll do the same You´ll only want to hide and
Run, run like the wind Run and never look back It´s time to leave Is the problem far away? Run for your life They´ll destroy your world Where will you go? Runaway
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