Lyrics
[Traditional Arabic instruments only]
[Female voice, threatening and mysterious]
Intro: [arabian ornamental][whispered] Iftah ya simsim
Verse 1:
[Traditional Arabic instruments only]
[Female voice, threatening and mysterious]
[Arabian ornamental]
In the shadow of the mountains high,
Where the ancient monastery lies,
Silent watchers, unseen hands,
Guided by the Dye's commands.
Pre-Chorus:
[Traditional Arabic instruments only]
[Female voice, threatening and mysterious]
[Arabian ornamental]
Chambers vast within the tower,
Hold secrets beyond mortal power,
Keys that jingle in the night,
Filling hearts with fierce delight.
Chorus:
[Traditional Arabic instruments only]
[Female voice, threatening and mysterious]
[Arabian ornamental]
Nothing is true, everything a trial,
Under the moonlit desert sky they'll smile,
For the people, for freedom they strive,
To overthrow the Caliph's tyrant guise.
Verse 2:
[Traditional Arabic instruments only]
[Female voice, threatening and mysterious]
[Arabian ornamental]
Cloaked in colors of the land,
Each assassin takes their stand,
Castes and skills they proudly wear,
In the desert's swirling glare.
Pre-Chorus:
[Traditional Arabic instruments only]
[Female voice, threatening and mysterious]
[Arabian ornamental]
Whispers echo through the dunes,
Of the Dye, beneath the moons,
They fear no death, they fear no pain,
For justice, they'll rise again.
Chorus:
[Traditional Arabic instruments only]
[Female voice, threatening and mysterious]
[Arabian ornamental]
Nothing is true, everything a trial,
Under the moonlit desert sky they'll smile,
For the people, for freedom they strive,
To overthrow the Caliph's tyrant guise.
Bridge:
[Traditional Arabic instruments only]
[Female voice, threatening and mysterious]
[Arabian ornamental]
In the labyrinth of deceit they tread,
Where illusions veil the misled,
But their blades are sharp, their minds keen,
In the shadows, unseen, they glean.
Chorus:
[Traditional Arabic instruments only]
[Female voice, threatening and mysterious]
[Arabian ornamental]
Nothing is true, everything a trial,
Under the moonlit desert sky they'll smile,
For the people, for freedom they strive,
To overthrow the Caliph's tyrant guise.
