Pre>   Part one: the vision      The son of a shepherd, abdul alhazred   Travelling 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 it's 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      Solos: s/d      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 continue... /pre>