Lyrics:

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 (Ahh, ahh)
Three 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 begin to rise
(Rise)

The son of the shepherd, Abdul Alhazred
Shivering, he saw them coming, the mountain's evil priests
Black robes came together around the floating rock (Ahh, ahh)
Three 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
Eight snake-like monsters came (Ahh, ahh)
And the symbols burned in red (Ahh, ahh)
And the priest had turned their heads

The blood running from their chests and daggers
Had the Arab scream in horror, giving himself away

The mad Arab
He would understand
The mad Arab
Had to run away

Run down that mountainside
But they had seen him run
The priests had caught his scent
Running faster, they're chasing him
I can't go no faster, oh, they're still behind
Ah no, oh, they're closing in