They say the screams of terror from
The dying slaves & the loyal

We’re drowned out by the noise from
The blazing fires & sandstone walls

Which separated them from the
Procession outside who chanted

& sang aloud on this their most
Ceremonious of nights

Spirit of pharaohs – Rise to
The stars

Their mortal shell stays – In the
Valley of the Kings

Worship the pharaohs – Children
Of gods

Their earthly symbols – In the Valley
Of the Kings

The unheard cries of thе tortured
Souls lay buried deep in the bowеls
Made thick unearthly air with a sense
Of sinister foreboding

Even the cold night sky saw not a
Cloud nor star was moving

Caught in the crossfire of sadness &
Fear of the pyramid

In the Valley of the Kings