[Music: Willstedt, Lyrics: Willstedt] Burning my skin I can't go on, the end is near. Sand is my hearse, vultures circle the sky On dunes in the distance silhouettes of saviours rise From this hell triumph comes Sargon lead us Through the desert storm we will ride our way to the Pharao We shall claim their throne Egypt fear the dawn Hooves shake the earth as we ride, no return Glorious we'll stand when the night turns to day In the horizon tombs of the kings appear Chariots, lead the way Legions charge! Through the desert storm we will ride our way to the Pharao We shall claim their throne Egypt fear the dawn Through the desert storm we will ride our way to the Pharao We shall claim their throne Egypt fear the dawn [Solo: Landin] War rages on, spare no soul The Nile is red Triumph and victory, battlefields lay desolate Fallen is Pharao A new king rises Through the desert storm we will ride our way to the Pharao We shall claim their throne Egypt fear the dawn Through the desert storm we will ride our way to the Pharao We shall claim their throne Egypt fear the dawn