Rolls of papyrus Turn to dust at the touch of my hand Dust falls to sand Sand of the ancient Egyptian land I see a storm As darkness fills the empty sky See thousands cry They slowly crawl in the mud of Nile Seth is thirsty for revenge Pain of his wounds brings the end Pours rain of melting diamonds On the people's praying hands And ash falls on the burning mown land I have a look How the gods left their land They've left their people alone In those evil hands Seth is still thirsty He wants to kill People fall to earth with Faces hidden in their hands Dust is thrown into the windTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
