Temple of The Dead - текст песни
Temple of The Dead
A hymn for the praise of the setting sun In ancient Egypt my home Child of Horus catch the morning star To the Elysian fields we will go
The god at the top of the staircase The usurper that weighs our hearts In your court I deliver my soul To be coming forth by day
North, south, east and west My bones lay all around My shadow will soon get rest To higher ground I'll be bound
In the temple of the dead
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