Dead of night in days of old

Men were fierce but none so bold

Called him crazy and insane

But none dare take his name in vain

Carved in stone soon death prevails

Dangerous warning soon entails

Chipped away with blood and sweat

Now passes on his evil debt

To those who touch this sacred place

In any time from any place

Who desecrates this sacred tomb

shall die by legacy of doom

Years gone past his grave remains

A rotting corpse with none to gain

Still untouched by those who dread

An evil curse upon their heads

Time marches on and cities expand

Superstitions ignored by now modern man

One did dare to challenge the tomb

He now rots in hell, a warning of doom

So take heed of this warning given to you

If you ever should cross a cursed tomb

Leave it alone and do turn away

Or bear the evil curse 'til your dying day