To every thing there is a reason

To all destruction there is an answer

In the past lands of underneath wounds

A curse was meant to awake



It was planed to step upon the culture of enigma

Egyptian heritage rise in the surface of nowadays

A land dressed in its divine tranquility

Now stigmatized by man's ideology



Access to the dust f turning weeps

There the mummy queen rests her glory

A forgotten unharmed flesh made by blood

Purificated in the pulse of icy ages

Her ice grave has melted the freshness

A heart respirator's between past and future



The black gates have now open

Man's greed opens the curse of queen

Desecration of her grave

Coppery breath frizzes the dry corridor

Passing from delirium to the perfectly

Revenge of holly silence

Holly face, caught in a diamond of unaccustomed light

She looked twice before raise up from her frozen bed

The features in their private dark

Are formed sharpness becomes visible

The mummy cloths expose an ancient beast



Kill for the human desecration of my body

Doomed from the wrath of holly sarcophagus

Lustrate comes as the deaths raised

Present to take my pride

And then disappear for eternal rest