By ancient ages of the glorious Egypt

The land of the mighty Pharaos

Tales described as the kingdom turned into the future

Human sacrifices for gods'beliefs



Your sun hasn't to die

Keep it high in the sky, full of dying stars



Dreamland, when your sun becomes ashes,

Burning under the sun of pardon

Dreamland, when your sun becomes blood,

Flowing from the beheaded corpses of the newborns

Sunland, when your sand becomes dust,

Covering the shame of the almighty

Sunland, when your sun becomes tears,

Killing the empty world of uncomprehension



The breath of silence comes from the sphinx

He sees all, hears all and guesses all

His eges into the horizon

He keeps the three divinities



Mashkhith, the rebel angel... the exterminator

Created by the eternal... on the sixth day

Jaheweh said he had to kill the newborns



And spread leprosy on this holy land

Mashkhith, servant of the malefic union

Created to exterminate, undivine warmachine

Mashkhith like a warmachine



You spread death anywhere you walk

Creature of god, son of the unlight

You spread the dark plague, you give birth to death

Mashkhith is your name, spoken with fear



Terrified mothers beseech god

Not to believe what they see

Among the bloody corpses, they search for they children

The slaughter has done no survivor

Storm and rain begin to unleash the sky

Water, tears and blood make only one on the grief path



I am Mashkhith, don't forget my name

There is no future, there is no past

Your fate is to suffer

Under the tyranny I reign in master

And descent into the evil wrath

In the dephts from which no one is back... die !!!



Dreamland, when your sun becomes ashes,

Burni