Valley Of The Kings

	The bandits be my weaknesses
	His fault shall be my knife
	His weapon be
	His weapon be my innocence
	The killer must not die
	Is there a charge against my fate,
	Can't I betray my hate?
	Will I regain my father's gait,
	Must the killer die?
	The testament lies hidden from me
	Underneath my sins
	A carriage
	A carriage will take me to
	The valley of the Kings