I tell you a story, from horrible times
of primitive instincts and bloody revenge
in the desert, in the sand
ancient wargods, unholy ghosts
fourthousand years of terror
noone dares to speak their name
the merciless chasers
of the unbelievers
missing people, lost forever
long forgotten, crying souls
in the sands of Al Gharbiyah
lies the darkest of all mysteries
in the shadow of Anubis
lies a fatal attraction
deep within the eye of Horus
the reflection of your death
don´t breathe a word, when you´re searching
for your roots, you will find demons
fourthousand years of terror
noone dares to speak their name
the merciless chasers
of the unbelievers
remember the warning, withstand your instincts
beware of the voices, hypnotising you
in the sands of Al Gharbiyah
lies the darkest of all mysteries
by the calling of Osiris
you´ll be paralysed with fear
may this prophecy protect you
from the bloody hands of Seth
in the sands of Al Gharbiyah
lies the darkest of all mysteries
in the shadow of Anubis
lies a fatal attraction
deep within the eye of Horus
the reflection of your death

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