Slaves of the Pharaoh

Born to work yourself into the ground
Born to be worn away to sand from rock
Warriors of the great dead kings they are
Warriors of the after world realm without hope
Slaves were an entire population of forced believers
Slaves of the pharaoh died for generations without love

Arise and dispel this darkness before the dawn
Asleep now in the chamber with heads wrapped for Amon

The slaves of the pharaoh

No eyes to perceive the others intuitive mummiform
Wolf god of the dead opener of the ways unborn