Raise high the torch And stare wide-eyed Cryptic writings carved in stone An ancient king Lies mummified Perched upon his basalt throne Upon the throne lying in wait Gazing through the sands of time Upon the throne lying in wait Beyond the sands of time Across his knees A sword lay bare Remnant of a glorious past Withdraw the sword And face its glare The ancient king is free at last Upon the throne lying in wait Gazing through the sands of time Upon the throne lying in wait Beyond the sands of time