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(MMMMXCIII B.C., Egypt) |
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Terror swirls around the Nile's region |
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Enslaving the masses in its entombed legion |
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Dead cold scavengers maraud the sandlake nation |
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Their hide is scathed with marks of devastation |
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The dreaded fear of a fallen land |
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Its demise is man's atrophic shame |
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The wheels of wrath fall into place |
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The deathbells ring in Egypt's name |
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Destiny is at hand |
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Plaguebound shades corrupt and infest light's creation |
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It's mankind's fall in a vile retaliation |
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And now - The meek inherit the onslaught's vision |
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As all - beckon the carnage of millions |
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Terror reigned the empire of the Nile's region |
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The enslaved masses have soiled the sandlake nation |
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And now - The echoes of the deathbells stir |
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To cast - their last chime on Egypt's world |
