The desert stars are bright tonight, let's meet as friends
Taste eternity the, the swords sing blues of Allah en'sh'allah
The thousand stories have come round to one again
Let's see with our heart, these things our eyes have seen
The flower of Islam, the fruit of Abraham
Out in no man's land where Allah does command
What good is spilling blood? It will not grow a thing
They lie where they fall, there's nothing more to say
Bird of paradise fly in white sky, blues for Allah en'sh'allah
Arabian night, our gods pursue their fight
What fatal flowers of darkness spring from seeds of light