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Nothing is forbidden to us
And everything is as we make it.
We work in the darkness to do the sun god’s will. We are assassins.
Verse 1:
In the desert king’s harem, a baby was born,
His mother took her final breath, with grief the king was torn,
“Take this boy away,” he said, “I won’t see him again,
For his sight fills my heart with pain.”
Verse 2:
To the Old Man he was taken, an orphan with no name,
Training hard for years, an assassin he became,
A true master of the blade, unmatched in his skill,
Taking lives to do the sun god’s will.
Chorus:
Son of a concubine, son of a king, (son of a king)
For Aljin and his people, he’d do anything, (he’d do anything!)
With his hawk, Vengeance, watching him from the sky,
When the Black Blade strikes, his enemies die!
Verse 3:
In the War of the Seven, a champion he was made,
The leader of the Augustian Guards fell to his black blade,
Bound by his new mission, he moved through darkness unseen,
Planning to strike down the Verdant queen.
Chorus:
Verse 4:
Through her guards he cut his way, none of them he’d spare,
He threw his dagger at her, but she caught it in mid-air.
With her clad in armor, their deadly dance did start,
She bested him, and stabbed him through the heart.
Spoken Passage 2:
And so, Al-Khanjar, the Black Blade of the desert men’s assassins,
took his final breath, and whispered the sun god’s name for one last time.
Chorus:
Repeat Chorus.
Original song: Brad Towers (lyrics, vocal melody, acoustic guitar)
Instrumental Metal version:
Ljupco Stefanoski,
Roman Farafontov
Vocals: Berzan Önen