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Sun’s glowing, burning pale skin red | Dusty winds, contorted limbs – I’m not dead! | The sand has enthralled my body here as I | From my throne search for the memories

 A mirage falls upon – Will it fade? | The desert drinks my tears – Never end | And me, I’ve drowned in the sand | As we all shall ever after

 I’m not dead, but buried and forgotten | Sleeping sweet in my coffin | I’m not dead, but buried and forgotten | Sleeping in my coffin of sand

 I have touched the buried walls of Babylon | I have seen the sorrows and it’s fall | Will I ever return to my ancient palace | From my grave, I’ll rise to be enthroned

 Once I was a king and sat on a throne | With the sword at my side | Hellstorm coming, the curse itself | And on it’s winds I will ride

 In remembrance – My fortress of gold | Like a delusion, forever to be | The fires of Mars, the light of dawn | The sword Excalibur in the hands of me

 A taste of Hell eclipses us all | The lord of dark he will rise | On that day I raise my hands | Over dead seas and rotten lands

 I’m not dead, but buried and forgotten | Sleeping sweet in my coffin | I’m not dead, but buried and forgotten | Sleeping in my coffin of sand