Fate of the Promised Land - Mark of the Scimitar Lyrics

Everywhere the sound of steel on the battlefield
(as they seek solemn redemption)
They think they will conquer our souls, but they will yield
(all in the name of a god)
Blood will be shed for the sake of their belief
(they will never reach the promised land)
They are too foolish to see it will end in grief
(as our swords cut their flesh)

Allah ackhbar!

Once again the greed of mankind will be their downfall
(the prophet is strong)
My army will overcome and destroy them all
(no crusader taints his deeds)
Triumph we will, victory is ours
(meeting on the battlefield)
Here we will prevail and raise our towers
(knowledge and wisdom are grand)

Allah ackhbar!

Don't try to resist, your attempts are in vain
(knights will fall down)
Prepare to be crushed by the heathens you disdain
(for a powerful foe)
You claim to be blessed by your lord
(your lord had left you)
But death awaits you all by the blade of my sword
(as the scimitar cuts through you)

Allah ackhbar!

Everywhere the scent of the blood that has flown
(death now reigns here)
In the burning sand at my feet lies a man unknown
(no name on his grave)
Devastation among those who remain
(all lies in ruin)
I laugh as I hear them scream in pain
(screaming tortured souls)