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Still and silent in the tomb |
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The mystery it starts to move |
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Bound and wrapped golden faced |
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Disorder fills the sacred place |
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Invisible in their mindst illusive in disguise |
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The mind is strong, the flesh is weak |
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Conserved and distinct through centuries |
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For disturbance all shall pay |
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Bandage and bone turns to grey |
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Fractured silenced aroused from exile |
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Sparking resurrection of of pain |
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When I move nobody sees me |
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When I scream nobody hears me |
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Fill the tremble in the tomb |
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Wrath is unleased inside the tomb |
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Ambiance of revenge fills all |
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Intruders intertwined with the sands of time |
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Take cloak inside the tomb |
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Reform with awe did prevail |
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Guardian keeper did rise unknown |
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All is at rest calm petrified |