A war of houses shook the world
Enmity, inexorable, like the desert‘s heart
A hunted people, snared by destiny
Waiting for their saviour, the eagle above
Devilish treachery, the father failed
Mother and son, from certain death saved
The desert‘s power, a mighty ally
In sietch communities, their new home built
With the voice from the outer world
He is an island of justice
The spice of spices, changing consciousness
Prophecies and legends, the sleeper awakes
The reverend mother, the water of life
Riding Shai-hulud, the crysknife at hand
With the forthcoming of the unknown
He becomes the base
Bridging time and space by the inner powers
Strengthen the body, perfecting the mind
The illuminating poison, the deadly challenge
Where so many tried, only he survived
Concepts of progress, blindness and prescience, silence...
The eyes of ibad, sihaya to come
Bring the jihad, kanly fulfilled
Out of oblivion, a new order brought
A delivering battle, for mankind to bloom
May he cleanse the world
As a pillar of the universe
He is the giver of water
His reign, a gate into future