[Opening theme - Verse 1]
Narrator:

Dry wind blows over the land,
As the riders march on the sand
Sun reflects on steel, dust fills the air

Ten thousand immortals gather for one man

[Verse 2]

Xerxes -- King of Kings:
"From far we have come, destruction in our wake
No one could defy us, we sent them into their graves

The Greek try to oppose us, burn their envoy on pyre
Too late for appea!@&(t, blood I now desire"


[Bridge 1]
"Glory awaits, our Gods behold
Brace yourself for the approaching storm"


[Verse 3]
Persian immortal warrior:

Xerxes shouts the words "To the last man they shall fall"
His words awoke the darkness in us all
Smell of distant fear carried by the wind

Into the battle we charge, crimson rage burning within

[Bridge 2]

Our arrows fly, hiding the glowing sun
The hungry land absorbs the enemy's blood


[Chorus]
Fight and die for one man's ideal
Shed their blood for his victory

Desert Conqueror, the vision he'd foreseen
He'll lead us to the final glory


[Between solos]
Persian immortal warrior:
Aeshma-Daeva!

Demon of wrath I call you
Grant me the strength and honor
And glory for our Emperor


Xerxes -- King of Kings:
Aeshma-Daeva!

Demon of wrath I call you
Let them fear my name
For hundreds of men I shall slay

Die!

[Verse 4]

Persian immortal warrior:
Venomed with anger, conspiring with Hell
Invincible we are, malice is our strength

I laugh at my fate and spare not my blade
Until my time comes, I kill in thy name


[Bridge 3]
Sabers flash, cracking flesh and bone
No escape, the fury rages on


[Chorus]
Fight and die for one man's ideal

Shed their blood for his victory
Desert Conqueror, the vision he'd foreseen
He'll lead us to the final glory


Narrator:
Gave your life for one man's ideal

Shed your blood for his victory
Desert Conqueror, for the legions he mislead
Dying on the ground the glory is in vain


Choir:
Too late for regret

Crimson red glory
Consciousness fading
Darkness approaching

[Ending theme -- Verse 5]

Narrator:
Stars stare down on the army of the dead
Desert storms shall bury their bodies in the sand
Till eternity will ride with the dark wind all their spirits
Daze of hate is over,they are knights of suffering