Disciples Of The Sacred Oath II

Followers are we, disciples are we all
Bonded by a sacred oath as we heed the silent call
Though we know it not, our purpose is but one
To crack the night sky, letting in the sun.

The life we live is not enough
We know there's something more
A place that frightens most
What lies beyond the door
Still searching for the truth, the paradise before
Have we lost the path, denied innocence's shores?
Like a ship afloat at sea, a Flying Dutchman are we?
Destined to roam the seas, locked out without a key
Is it curtain call on this theater so black?
Will the actors all bow down before the ending stark?
Torches lit as the flames light up the dark
All it takes is a spark for us to leave our mark
War is a gaping wound
An appetite that knows no fill
Do not bleed for sand and stones
Mend these wounds and heal.

Break bread with us, nomad, hear our tale
How brother fought brother as fire burnt the sails
An oath we took, one we shall not fail
Steadfast we stand
Oak and shield are we, water in the Grail.

Lay down your swords, blood and flesh you share
Seed of Abraham, sons of Ishmael
Grieve for ones lost, memory stains the trail
The road to Or-Shalem.

(Arabic:)
الله نور السموات والأرض مثل نوره كمشكاةٍ فيها مصباح
يهدي الله لنوره من يشاء ويضرب الله الأمثال للناس والله بكل شيءٍ عليم
(English:)
"Allah is the light of heavens and earth
His light is like a blessed niche
That needs no fire to set ablaze
Allah guides to his light
Those who find him in their hearts
And sets forth parables for mankind
Allah is cognizant of all."

Shall we see the end of war, blood brothers?
Or shall we fill another grave
For ourselves we couldn't save?

Weapon of mass obstruction
Our hate does blind us all
To the grief of a widow's tears
To the sum of all our fears
Throughout these blood-red years
For land, for faith!
For that eternal thirst within that we pray for death to fill
For revenge, for hate!
For these innocent souls that with their lies they steal.

We view this land of destruction
After the siege that broke through the wall
A trial is held for the guilty
Before a court of their peers
"Sentenced to death!"
Is the sound that they hear
For war, for death!
For the pain bestowed upon those they swore to protect
For us, for them!
For taking our rights and our will to object.

Land. Faith. Revenge. Hate. Death. Us
Them. Fight. Stand. Live. On. We. Must.

Or shall we fill another grave
For ourselves we couldn't save?