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DEAD MAN'S HAND
WHAT?
STRIKE LIKE LIGHTNING
PHOENIX RISING
BULLETS
SONG OF THE SIREN
JOKER SAINTS
RUN
PROPHECY
RIPPER'S COMING
NEUROMANCER
THE DESTROYING ANGEL
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EVENT HORIZON
GEMINI
END OF DAYS
INSIDE THE MACHINE
INTERLUDE (Event Horizon)
STRAITJACKET
WATCHMEN
BLACK CAR
UNDEFEATED
THE RIDE
PARASITIC
WITCHBOARD
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BITCH
ARMOR
BENEATH
NECROSCOPE, NECROMANCER
PLASMA CONVERTER
JILTED
INTO SILENCE
LORD OF DISEASE
FALLEN ANGEL
SLL II
NECROPOLIS
THE SUN SETS
PHARAOH
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WHAT?
you're a long way down from where i'm at, you see...time's on my side
a long day, and the whole world's after me...i just let it ride
take the next train out, throw the hammer down, and you choke on my dust
long way back, nothing left for you to do but stand still and rust
been a long time now i'm doing this, and so stay out my way
a long day and there's plenty more to go...plenty left to say
take the next train out, moving things along, and then keep up if you can
it's just then, at the end of the day when you prove you're a man
you're a long way down from where i'm at, you see...time's on my side
a long day, and the whole world's after me...i just let it ride
take the next train out, throw the hammer down, and you choke on my dust
long way back, nothing left for you to do but stand still and rust
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STRIKE LIKE LIGHTNING
start me up, give me room to breathe,
shitload of tricks hidden up my sleeve
mercenary, bona fide
show me the way then stand aside
i get paid, then someone dies
killing machine looking through my eyes
in the zone now, seeing red
a little bit of satan lives inside my head
strike like lightning
prepare your soul, say a prayer
the shot could come from anywhere
on the hunt, feelin' mean
i won't take you 'til the shot is clean
just for you i'll use a knife
give you a fighting chance for your life
either way, it ends the same
and as you die, i tell you my name
strike like lightning
oh...send you to hell!!!
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PHOENIX RISING
i am awake now shake the dust of years out of my eyes...
i am forsaken shifting rusted gears, testing trusted lies
sublime suspicions building broken dreams from all these years
no rhyme or reason just token schemes, manufactured fears
i wait for my time...my time has come
no more illusions veil of contempt is swept away...
unsure confusion a failed attempt at yesterday
all done pretending that we're content with what we've received
fallen, descending the fear is spent, it's abscence not grieved
i wait for my time...my time has come
regret is empty just live today, eternal now...
to forget is tempting i give my say, an infernal vow
we are awake now shake the dust of years out of our eyes
we are forsaken shifting rusted gears, breaking from your lies
i wait for my time...my time has come...rise from the ashes
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BULLETS
i've been up and i've been down and
it makes no difference to me
i'm the pilot...i'm the captain of my destiny
this institution of my resolution
leaves no room for fear
can't keep me locked up because i'm stocked up
on my bullets and beer
i want my bullets and beer...oh, bullets and beer
i've got my friends and i've got the sand
to tell you just what i think
and it don't bother me i,ay just let it be...
i'm not needing a shrink
so please don't lecture on, you've got my picture wrong...
but there's nothing to fear
i know it's sappy but to keep me happy,
keep me in bullets and beer
i want my bullets and beer
oh, bullets and beer
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SONG OF THE SIREN
look to the sky, out to the sea
song of the siren, beckoning me and i go...and i go
sound as the waves smash down like stone
all in my blood, calling me home and i go...and i go
RAISE: the sails that bear you aloft again
RAISE: the oars that carry you out
PRAISE: the gods of the sea for protection
PRAISE: the gods of the wind for your route
RAISE: your flags for calling your men to arms
RAISE: your spirits for going to war
PRAISE: the stars in the sky for their guiding you P
RAISE: the ancients for teaching their lore
sound of the rocks, jagged like teeth
taking on water, stuck on a reef and i know...and i know
down in the blue, circling fast
sharks smell my blood, breathing my last and i go...and i go
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JOKER SAINTS
bright lights and a steady roar...pleasant mix of love and gore
the first step is the one that kills...the first of a thousand thrills
Death Pain Fear is always near...show them one and make them cheer
Random thoughts, led astray, inner demons come out to play
screams rage inside my head...phantoms of pain i've bled
the first step of a hundred more...we're keeping a different score
a one-two punch that steals your breath, running wild and cheating death
random thoughts, in my way...ghosts of a better day
come one, come all and see what the world has done to me
skull dressed in a jester hat and you don't know what i'm at
death pain fear is always near the best way to make them cheer
give them what they want to see...they're here for the death of me
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RUN
the sun goes down all ablaze in the west
miles left to go, an achin' in my chest
travel far and the road is a gun...
head feels like it weighs a ton
the sun goes down and the night comes alive
miles left to go yeah, until i arrive
falling apart at the seams...
just nightmares for my dreams
i come upon a crossroads and here's my choice
i take the path that makes you hear my voice
a wrong turn and my trek's at an end...
no truer test for you my friend
i come upon a crossroads, which way to go...
i choose my path and i reap what i sow
i find my way, a means to success...
don't care if my life is a mess
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PROPHECY
following upon the path laid out before me...
everything that's come to pass, and all that's yet to be
leaving lighted candles in my wake, to guide you on...
stars are crossed in my sky, i'll not stay too long
seven are the angels, seven are the sins...
seven circles on the floor, the rite begins
call upon the outside, call invite it in...
call the darkness, enter me....inside my skin
following upon the path laid out before me...
everything that's come to pass, and all that's yet to be
i can see the lines converge, through the web of time...
every moment, everything....my prophecies unwind
the future shines before me always, a beacon bright...
history will repeat til we get it right
pulling down the fabric between what's now and then...
history is prophecy, it comes around again
forsee the coming dark time, forsee the falling sky...
i forsee the coming end inside my eye
calling on the outside hear my broken cry...
take from me what i see...let me die
i can see the lines converge, through the web of time...
every moment, everything....my prophecies unwind
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RIPPER'S COMING
all night, closing spiral
shut down, clothed in shadow
someone is coming with me
move fast, and you're under
experience my wonder
teaching just how i see
ripper's coming
striking, leaving no clues
no choice, you can't refuse
this time you're coming with me
precise, like a razor
spellbound, starry gazer
inside, i keep you with me
ripper's coming
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NEUROMANCER
i wake from my dark dream...
i wake from my brain-death
flatlined, more than once today.
skyline, so cold and grey
i run from me, til i'm complete.
no sense of me, i'm obsolete
flatlined, it has come true...
the fine line, 'tween me and you
neuromancer - - magic in my mind - - evil cancer
eyes alight on my fear:
somebody knows i'm here
black ice reaches out for me...
flatline will set me free
mirrored eyes, razor claws
reflecting all my flaws
in my mind, there's no other me:
what i am now, all i will be
neuromancer - - magic in my mind - - evil cancer
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THE DESTROYING ANGEL
i can feel the rush of wings inside my veins
you bring me beautiful things to dull my pain
shadows cast across my mind, a little death inside
a dark light shines to find, this burden that is my pride
blind in ecstacy or so it seems to me...
slowly i spiral
destroying angel's arrival
i love the death, i feel the quiet come over me
like drawing a breath, the angel has become my reason to be
i cannot go a day without knowing it's sweet embrace
destroyer holding sway, can you see it etched on my face
need grows each day. call out to keep it away...
slowly i drift and fade
destroying angel, fiery blade
my fear has left completely
i can feel, my body leaving...
doomed spirit, damned to roam
until the angel carries me home
destroyed, my mind and soul
shadow has swallowed me whole...
slowly i spiral
destroying angel's arrival
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END OF DAYS
calling now (it's calling)...winding down (it's falling)...end is imminent...
oblivion (destruction)...time is done (eruption)...broken covenant
now the time has come for all to pass away
now your days are done, nothing more to say
fields of pain (a reaping)...blackened rain (a weeping)...tortured elements
sky's afire (it's burning)...twisting higher (it's turning)...sign of end events
acts of war (the fighting)...open door (inviting)...and the stakes are raised
summoned powers (infusion)...closing hours (conclusion)...come the end of days
now the time has come for all to pass away
now your time is done, come the end of days
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INSIDE THE MACHINE
all my life i've seen behind the veil, clockwork turning soon will fail
coming closer day by day, sands of time, they won't be swayed
machines that burn behind my eyes, they're spnning, turning, hypnotizing
world of man is winding down, welcome he who wears the crown
trapped inside cycles of hate, no control over my fate...senseless struggle, senseless slaves, spiraling where no one saves
widening gyre opens darkly, branding all within it's marking
world of man is fading now, welcome he who'll smash us down
slowly everything falls out of place, creeping pathos quicken pace
levers rusting from misuse, sound foundations rattle loose
signs of rot and decay rise, they're in our hearts, uncompromising
world of man, prepare to bow, welcome he from underground
failed machine, a rusting mass, destiny that came to pass...warning signs were all ignored, society as it's own whore
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STRAITJACKET
am i your reflection, am i mirroring your soul?
cast wthout direction, on my own with no control
hearing things...fearing things...
hearing things...i'm not insane!
doctors try to save me, doctors come and go
injections to enslave me, medicating vertigo
stealing all my voices, taking everything from me
narrowing my choices, do i keep my lunacy?
hearing things...fearing things...
hearing things...i'm not insane!
feed me your prescrptions, keep me under your control
fear beyond description lurks inside this human soul
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WATCHMEN
one by one, like dominos they fall...one by one by one
one by one, time catches up with them all...one by one by one
underlying theme of what should have been, the pieces fall into place
the city, sick inside, opens up to me and i see her weary face
a sign is carried high, the end is near it cries...the pile of filth and muck does grow
whores and politicians, "save us" they shout, and i look down and whisper "no"
one by one, they thought they'd seen it all...one by one by one
one by one, they didn't know how far they'd fall...one by one by one
underneath the mask, no one would see the little child venting rage
like Jekyll into Hyde, the secret mind comes forth looking for a war to wage
they try to shut me down, it's black and white, they say...my world is black and white and red
whores and politicians, "criminal" they shout...no compromise til i'm dead
one by one, who will be shepherds then? one by one by one
one by one, who watches the watchmen? one by one by one
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BLACK CAR
come hell, come pain
come the darkness and the pouring rain
a pulse in my heart...a pulse in my head
come fear, it comes free
come the wheels, see them rolling for me
and so the morning light will see me dead
come fate, come despair
it comes rolling with the midnight air
finds you alone where ever you stand
it comes swift, it comes when called
it comes to and you stand enthralled
the choice is yours, the key's in your hand
there's no more for this life
there's just despair and the pointless strife
it all comes down to poison or blade
come the car through the mists
feel the life dripping from your wrists
fading black...the choice has been made
UNDEFEATED
| throw what you got | || | you've no defense |
| throw your best at me | || | against my will |
| just a matter of time | || | watch me moving |
| 'til your defeat | || | in for the kill |
| look in the eyes of your master | || | by my design, i'm your master |
| so make your stand | || | blood on the floor |
| put up a fight | || | of those who've tried |
| you won't live to see | || | just like your self |
| morning light | || | victims of pride |
| try as you will, i'm your master | || | die by the hand of the master |
| you know this is more than your life that's on the line | ||
| losers here get no afterlife...their souls are mine | ||
| losing your mind | || | what will you do |
| you kick and scream | || | when time is up? |
| but this real | || | you know there is |
| it's not a dream | || | no waking up |
| your pain is real as your master | || | so hand your soul to the master |
THE RIDE
looking inside, not much to see, reflecting no identity...wearing the face that was given to me...buy my anonymity
molded thoughts, a moldy brain, filled by latest ad campaign. passengers on the same train? time to derail, embrace insane
off the beaten path lies a way seldom traveled, so they say
taking your options, seizing the day. things unsafe and come-what-may
all i say and all i do: often twisted, seldom true...clean your mirrors, smoke your blue, accusing of misleading you
...don't you even try to lie to me...you know better than to set me free...
all i know is all i say. i've yet to find a better way...future tech or cold blue clay? live to live another day
something sleeping lies inside all of us are on the ride
rising, falling with the tide feeling good and fooled by pride
a question hanging in the air no one anwers, who will care?
a vacant look, thousand yard stare. take untruths and lay them bare
something old and something new...something borrowed, something blue. reality has married you, do your time and pay your due
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PARASITIC
do you see what i have changed? deep in you, inside your soul
memories rearranged, pieces affecting the whole
do you hear what i say to you? leaving you knotted and knurled
my disease lives in you, spreading, infecting the world
give it up, give in to me, open to all of my lies
my deceit sets you free, the shining light fades from your eyes
faith and hope, on which i tread, dragging your soul through my hell
ecstacy, filled with dread, leave you an echoing well
parasite, i am your god, i feed on blackened lives
devouring souls of the flawed, that's where corruption thrives
parasitic, sucking faith, place all your trust in me
realize when all despair, you have set me free
spread my word like a net, ensnaring minds of the weak
i keep your soul as a pet, the earth shall inherit the meek
in your heart, living still...as long as you let me i feed
eagerly i drink my fill, living and fat on your greed
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WITCHBOARD
lines begin to blur (lines straight now are blurring)
sleeping spirits stir (sleeping spirits stirring)
thoughts come from outside (thoughts come in from outside)
talk with those who've died (talk with those who have died)
becoming part of their plan (making me part of their serious plan)
consumed you must return (consumed, i keep returning)
trapped by what you've learned (trapped by what i'm learning)
the board has infected your mind (the board has infected my mind and my soul)
drawn back constantly (drawn back constantly and)
by the words you see (heeding words i demand)
the contract is sealed and is signed (the contract is sealed and delivered in whole)
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BITCH
have you looked in a mirror, 'cause you're a sight to see
thinking you could get the best of me
don't give me that look like you're so confused
oh, here it comes...the perfect excuse
do you ever get tired, does it ever get old?
keeping track of all the lies that you've told
do you care how you look in other's eyes?
well, it's about time you've been cut down to size
BITCH - your heart is black as pitch, everything you say
BITCH - has got some hitch to make things go your way
BITCH - you're such a bitch, your emotions are all fake
BITCH - so quick to switch when you're on the take
it's unbelievable, the things that you'll do
just so someone will feel sorry for you
i see it in your face, your hate is strong
but don't be mad at me...i did nothing wrong
so i didn't fall for your stupid game
you only have yourself to blame
breaking hearts keeps you a busy bee
so you've always won, but not with me
do you ever get tired, do you ever get confused?
keeping count of all the stories you've used
slightly alter history as you like
beware, the real re-write comes hard down the pike
just a little warning, a word of advice
just do you know, you're rolling dangerous dice
painting yourself into a gruesome end
and it comes sooner than you thought, my friend
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ARMOR
the engine puts your mind away
survival, you always find a way
the coldness creeps into your heart
a killer lives in you, a part
there is no way out of black armor
you count your numbered days
the engine will sustain you
in countless deadly ways
there is no way you can escape this
the armor seals your fate
it's who you are, so just accept it
your battle-born state
the banshee howling for your soul
surrender, let yourself be swallowed whole
the horrors come from everywhere
attacking, but they don't have a prayer
they will never beat black armor
come now as they may
the engine will defeat them
they are left in disarray
there is no way you can escape this
the armor's in your blood
you will fight, so just accept it
until you're face down in the mud
there is no way out of black armor
you count your numbered days
the engine will sustain you
in countless deadly ways
there is no way you can escape this
the armor's in your blood
you will fight, so just accept it
until you're face down in the mud
until you're face down in the mud
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BENEATH
there are some things i need to do
when night comes down i follow through
i slip through cracks inside my mind
and all these things hide underneath
when everything comes from beneath
when all i am is what i do
beneath the surface...hidden away
i'm lost inside, my soul is spent
i must endure this punishment
for all your blood is on my hands
and all these things hide underneath
when everything comes from beneath
another body in my grave
beneath the surface...hidden away
tape my eyes and bind my wrists with straps
pull the mask down on my face
pull the switch, and i ride the volt
current swirls me from this place
when comes the time, i pay the price
for my unholy sacrafice
and so i'm festering in hell
and all these things hide underneath
when everything comes from beneath
beware the sign of my return...
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NECROSCOPE, NECROMANCER
buried deep inside his head is the key to unlock the secrets of the dead
necroscope, the power burns, not afraid to use the magic that he learns
cemetery beckons him, 1,000 voices on a whim
pick and choose, learn what you will; the day is coming, get your fill
vampires underground teach the rival to astound
tearing corpses into shreds for the secrets in their heads
buried deep under the land, vampire necromancer baby, understand
necromancer, stolen thought, robbing from the dead with the powers he was taught
Harry boy, the day is near. time to face what you most fear
undead monsters have returned, stop them now with what you've learned
there is no stopping this; i've come from the abyss
Dragosani, hear it well: my name is your funeral bell
battle's joined, the time is now, open secret doors like only you know how
necroscope, this is your day; shine a light on evil, wipe it all away
lead them now, the loyal dead, their final battle just ahead
tracking evil to its lair, attack as only you may dare
no! you cannot stop me now! before my power you must bow!
what are you, this cannot be! no! where are you taking me?
Dragosani dragged through time, made to pay for the wickedness of his crime
ncroscope, the battle won...watches as the necromancer is undone.
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PLASMA CONVERTER
she walks the world under the sky
the stars shine down on her
she yearns for them not knowing why
she's a plasma converter
she burns hot (yeah) when she's on fire
you better not mess with her
a celestial body that sings like a choir
she's a plasma converter
heart of stars, ivory bars
gleaming hot in her eye
when she gives birth, it leaves the earth
and joins its brothers in the sky
if you wanna burn, baby you're gonna pay
you better keep up with her
like it or not, you do it her way
she's a plasma converter
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JILTED
sittin' low, by myself...borderline
echos of you fill my space, fill my time
embers burn, a hidden flame i claim as mine
solace is gone, torn away...a deadly sign
now is the winter of my discontent
abandoned, broken and left to repent
useless and used up, so throw me away
tangled and tired with nothing to say
bared my soul, bared my teeth...led astray
shadows of youth darkening, dim the day
twisting through tortured paths on my way
drag you along to my hell, home to stay
now is the winter of my discontent
abandoned, broken and left to repent
useless and used up, so throw me away
tangled and tired with nothing to say
sit and watch by myself, plotting crime
following you through your life, bide my time
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INTO SILENCE
one of us looking from the outside
set events in motion, set a moment in your mind
analyse thoughts, sticky fingers in your brain
scared to show emotion, never go against the grain
looking inward in terror... into my memories
never letting go, holding everything
holding on a notion, ceremonial bleeding
hour after hour, dirty corners of your mind
shook into commotion, never knowing what you'll find
and looking up from darkness, what is it that i see?
standing all alone watching darkness coming down
lost without devotion, no one here believes for long
i'm about to scream blackened talons reach for me
stopped by some commotion, when i look again i'm free
looking inward in terror...into my memories
a journey into silence to kill off my disease
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LORD OF DISEASE
comes alive inside your skin
feel the heat building from within
spread the sick, fast decay
eating all your life away
a small vial full of death
stopping hearts and taking breath
a little present from the government
the end is nigh, all ye repent, now!
contaminated, your end is near
there's nothing left for you to do, i fear
the blood inside is poison black
you are consumed by the attack
it rages inside your soul
as the sickness takes its toll
welcome death, do as you please
you are the new lord of disease, yeah!
sinners! sinners!
bow before the lord of disease!
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FALLEN ANGEL
always suffocating · i die while contemplating
the world lie in your golden eye
wings of black surround me · soothing lies confound me
your beauty fills the darkened skies
evil lies in hiding · you turn to me, confiding
a secret burning through my soul
never will i fail you · always i will avail you
just reach inside and take control
fallen angel, rescue me
prisoner of flesh, set me free
fallen angel, be my guide
take me to the other side
path of my destruction · wrapped up by your seduction
blinded by your fiery kiss
i can feel your isolation · beautiful desolation
inside your pain resides my bliss
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SLL II
turn the key, hear me seethe
start me up and give me room to breathe
running hot, running clean
a touch of satan here in your machine
the roar is loud, a steady beat
four wheels screamin' down the street
shooting flames, chewing up the road
god speaks to me in secret code
strike like lightning
passing cars, feeling good
evil monster underneath my hood
running hot, running fast
living like today might be my last
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NECROPOLIS
desert winds blow 'cross the sand uncovering an ancient land
i am there to see what lies beneath
digging deep, we find the stones that promise gems and buried bones
oh, what secrets do ye bequeath?
in my dreams, the secrets revealed
in my dreams, the story revealed
at long last the entrance shows with a curse written for those
who would dare disturb the lengthy sleep
are we the first to enter here? i am gripped with sudden fear
who knows what horrors these chambers keep
in my dreams, the terrors revealed
in my dreams, the horrors unsealed
the story written on the wall, heiroglyphics tell it all
i read in darkness of Pharoah betrayed
mummified he lies in wait, his returning from hell's gate
will be full of bloody debts repaid
in my dreams, restless dead stir
in my dreams, to release their curse
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THE SUN SETS
peer back through time with me, let me show you what i see
it's all there, on the wall...it holds me in thrall
like a magic spell...like a prison cell
a tale of hell!
sands of time are swept away, the past as clear as yesterday
years peel back, back and away...the path is clear, i'm shown a way
i see a tyrant with an iron hand
smashes foes and leaves them in the sand
the royal court plots, time to depose Pharoah
venomous thoughts, turning a friend to foe
it comes down to treachery and the death of family
the deed is done, we kill the son
his blood will run and mix with sand
the pharoah's heart stands still
murderers have done their will
and the sun sets, silent
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PHAROAH
here with us, in the darkness of the tomb
awakening, the footsteps of doom
pharaoh...vengeance is mine!
feel the hate, emanating from the dead
the mummy stirs, a mystifying dread
the mummy rises and attacks
my men fall dead with broken backs
i turn and run, for i'm the last
to warn of vengeance from the past
i see a tyrant with an iron hand,
crushing foes, he leaves them in the sand
i see the pharoah, come back for his due
the blood is shed and shed and shed and shed...
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