I travelled far and wide Searching… On paths trodden Only by so few I
uncover the doorway My journey nears its end I complete the ritual Which grants
me passage unto-
This ancient tomb Of kings — i open I break the seal Of three thousand years
What foul enchantment Will befall me? What will I Behold?
Leaving the sun behind Down passages so dark The torch my only weapon Against
this vault of darkness Soon I lose my way Attempt to trace my footsteps My
torch fading fast As i see a chink of light
My pace quickens Running towards the distant glow I stumble on the entrance The
awesome spectacle brings me to my knees
I behold the tomb of kings
On huge pedestals they stand Mounted, weapons in hand Once kings of this land
Their statues stand Monarchs long forgotten Rising towards the light Once proud
lords Will rise again…
Terror in the air Ancient tombs opening Grotesque figures emerging Still
dressed in regal splendour Followed by their servants Entombed when their lord
died Empty eyes look towards the surface As foretold: -They rise again
(Solo: — Macey)