i march as an arab warlord
my loyal men always protect me
my enemies run as they see my sword
my enemies always pay the losers fee
i march as an arab warlord
i defeated holankou khan
i had the pride of defeating your horde
i made holankou look feminem as a swan
i march as an arab warlord
no one dared to fight me
the enemy made rumor that i ate a lion because it roered
i sank the roman navy in sea
i march as an arab warlord
i have all the integrity
i feel like i own the world
i proudly live in damascus city
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