The Mad Arab (shermann) Lyrics - Mercyful Fate

The son of a shepherd, Abdul Alhazred 

Travelling in the mountains, the mountains to the east 

One night before him there stood that giant rock 

3 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 rock 

3 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 been 

8 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