The Mad Arab

(Shermann / Diamond)

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...