Blood and oil stain the churning sand, steel tank tracks rumble past Conjured from the sandstorm, to tear this world apart The man who thrusts the spearhead, the Desert Fox stands proud An obsessive quest for glory, the beacon in his dark
Medals gleam and leather shines, the Fox receives his men Adored and wreathed in victory, he shakes their hand and smiles They marvel at his genius, the General always knows Right time, right place, the lightning strikes, his reputation grows
His mind like steel The world will kneel The power of the Desert Fox
Every night the Desert Fox, reads runes and rolls the dice His unearthly allies, demand their sacrifice Clad in robes, the sorceror, puts questions to the skies Where will the enemy gather, how many more must die?
One force, one thrill Your fight, your kill All hail the mighty Desert Fox