Followers are we, disciples are we all

Bonded by a sacred oath as we heed the silent call

Though we know it not, our purpose is but one

To crack the night sky, letting in the sun



The life we live is not enough

We know there's something more

A place that frightens most

What lies beyond the door

Still searching for the truth, the paradise before

Have we lost the path, denied innocence's shores?

Like a ship afloat at sea, a Flying Dutchman are we? 

Destined to roam the seas, locked out without a key

Is it curtain call on this theater so black?

Will the actors all bow down before the ending stark? 

Torches lit as the flames light up the dark

All it takes is a spark for us to leave our mark

War is a gaping wound,

an appetite that knows no fill

Do not bleed for sand and stones

Mend these wounds and heal



Break bread with us, nomad, hear our tale

How brother fought brother as fire burnt the sails

An oath we took, one we shall not fail

Steadfast we stand

Oak and shield are we, water in the Grail



Lay down your swords, blood and flesh you share

Seed of Abraham, sons of Ishmael

Grieve for ones lost, memory stains the trail

The road to Or-Shalem



(Arabic:)

الله نور السموات والأرض مثل نوره كمشكاةٍ فيها مصباح 

يهدي الله لنوره من يشاء ويضرب الله الأمثال للناس والله بكل شيءٍ عليم 

(English:)

"Allah is the light of heavens and earth.

His light is like a blessed niche

that needs no fire to set ablaze.

Allah guides to his light

those who find him in their hearts,

and sets forth parables for mankind.

Allah is cognizant of all."



Shall we see the end of war, blood brothers? 

Or shall we fill another grave

for ourselves we couldn't save?



Weapon of mass obstruction

Our hate does blind us all

to the grief of a widow's tears

To the sum of all our fears

throughout these blood-red years

For land, for faith!

For that eternal thirst within that we pray for death to fill

For revenge, for hate!

For these innocent souls that with their lies they steal



We view this land of destruction

after the siege that broke through the wall

A trial is held for the guilty

before a court of their peers

"Sentenced to death!"

is the sound that they hear

For war, for death!

For the pain bestowed upon those they swore to protect

For us, for them!

For taking our rights and our will to object



Land. Faith. Revenge. Hate. Death. Us. 

Them. Fight. Stand. Live. On. We. Must.



Or shall we fill another grave

for ourselves we couldn't save?