PART ONE: THE VISION The son of a shepherd, Abdul Alhazred Traveling in the mountains, the mountains to the east One night before him, there stood that giant rock 3 symbols carved in blood He built a fire at its root To protect him from the wolves... The Mad Arab... He would understand The Mad Arab... It was in his hands... Later that same night, awoken by wolfen's cry The Arab cold with fear, saw the rock began to rise... Rise The son of a shepherd, Abdul Alhazred Shivering he saw Them coming, the mountain's evil priests Black robes came together, around the floating rock 3 symbols in the dark They all started chanting ancient songs It was prayer in unknown tongue... The Mad Arab... He would understand The Mad Arab... It was in his hands Daggers held high to the sky The chanting had turned to screams From the pit where the rock had been 8 snake-like monsters came And the priests burned in red And the priest had turned their heads The blood running from their chests Had the Arab scream in horror... Giving himself away The Mad Arab... He would understand The Mad Arab... It was in his hands Run down that mountain side, oh but they had seen him The priests had caught his scent Running faster... They're chasing him Can't go no faster... They're still behind Aaaah NO!!! They're closing in... ...TO BE CONTINUED...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
