Arise, arise, arise,

Arid Arabian ghost of the night,

Thief garbed in white,

Blackened forged scimitar,

Sharp point with viper tongue,

Arise, arise, arise,

Arid Arabian prince of might,

Royal hand decorated in splendor,

Power held in rings,

Voiced by royal decree,

Arise, arise, arise,

Arid Arabian whisper on the wind,

More powerful than the Djin,

Genie wishes granted,

To the mighty warrior,

Riding away on his midnight steed,

Arise, arise, arise,

Arid Arabian mummy of the night,

Death coils and turns,

Black cauldrons errupt,

Chanting into the depths of the night,

Elder gods churning in their tombs,

Arise, arise, arise,

Arid Arabian moon,

Casting luster and diamond light,

Onto desert sand below,

Constantly churning,

Through the eons of time,

Arise, arise, arise,

Arid Arabian Angel,

Sword churning in protection,

Of sacred life,

As it fights for life,

In Arid Arabian desert.