The blazing day was over and among the sands we walked
Through the desert night, we saw a city's walls
Through the withered gates, we soon found our way
To find an empty ruin, silent as the grave...
Soon enough we came across piles of gold and jewels
Shining in the moonlight, what I saw could not be true
Who would leave this here in a city cold and dead?
Desperate for an answer, we look to the palace ahead...
Among the heaps of gold bodies lay strewn
Skeletal remains, this city was a tomb
Famine stricken land and water running dry
No matter how wealthy, this city was built to die...
What was once a home of life had become a place of death
Rich beyond our dreams yet fleeting til last breath
The queen upon her throne almost looked alive
Yet wealth could not retain her, it seems greed is how she died...