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Reek of rotten flesh

Woke me from my slumber

Twisting corridors

Leading down and under

Visage of a king

Face of the deceiver

Gazing into me

In my dreams of fever

Piercing shifting sands and stone

Pathways long forgotten

Foul processions stream along

Bringing heavy coffers

Cruel grip of godly beast

Witness of creation

Idolised by ancient priests

Kemet’s incarnation

Searching for the light

I hear chanting cries

In these shafts unknown

I am not alone

Closer to the source

Outlandish voice

March of grotesque shadows

Led by a risen pharaoh

Piercing shifting sands and stone

Pathways long forgotten

Foul processions stream along

Bringing heavy coffers

Cruel grip of godly beast

Witness of creation

Idolised by ancient priests

Kemet’s incarnation

Oh these walls of stone

They are much too strong

The deeds in here

They are just so wrong

It's just a dream

Things that I saw

Corpses long deceased

Stitched to limbs of beasts

Beasts lay fetid gifts

To an unknown god

He shows himself

Serpents are his claws

I see his face

Heart running a race

The thing I saw was just his paw

Sunlight paints the dunes

Sand blown by the wind

I wake ‘neath the sky

All was just a dream

Piercing shifting sands and stone

Pathways long forgotten

Foul processions stream along

Bringing heavy coffers

Cruel grip of godly beast

Witness of creation

Idolised by ancient priests

Kemet’s incarnation