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