Song | The Mad Arab |
Artist | Mercyful Fate |
Album | Time |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : King Diamond, Shermann | |
The son of a shepherd, | |
Abdul Alhazred | |
Travelling in the mountains, the mountains to the east | |
One night before him there stood that giant rock3 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 rock3 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 been8 snake-like monsters came | |
And the priests burned in red | |
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 mountain side | |
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 | |
Ah no, they're closing in |
zuo ci : King Diamond, Shermann | |
The son of a shepherd, | |
Abdul Alhazred | |
Travelling in the mountains, the mountains to the east | |
One night before him there stood that giant rock3 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 rock3 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 been8 snakelike monsters came | |
And the priests burned in red | |
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 mountain side | |
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 | |
Ah no, they' re closing in |
zuò cí : King Diamond, Shermann | |
The son of a shepherd, | |
Abdul Alhazred | |
Travelling in the mountains, the mountains to the east | |
One night before him there stood that giant rock3 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 rock3 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 been8 snakelike monsters came | |
And the priests burned in red | |
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 mountain side | |
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 | |
Ah no, they' re closing in |