Necropanther - Fedaykin

Death commandos, Fedaykin rise,
Fremen guerillas fight.
Harkonnens, no hope for life,
Choke off all of their spice.

Lisan al-Gaib, we honor your ducal claim.
We fight Harkonnens while chanting your name.
Smother production of geriatric spice,
The Beast Rabban thinks that this is a game.
We’ve taken an oath we’re ready to die.
Lead us to freedom, we’ll fight by your side.

We are Fedaykin,
Thirsty for war.

This is your blade,
I’ll place it where you say.
If you don’t lead me,
I’ll kill them anyway.

We are Fedaykin,
Thirsty for war.
You are the Mahdi,
Settle the score.