| They say the screams of terror from
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| The dying slaves and the loyal
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| We’re drowned out by the noise from
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| The blazing fires and sandstone walls
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| Which separated them from the
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| Procession outside who chanted
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| And sang aloud on this their most
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| Ceremonious of nights
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| Spirit of pharaohs — Rise to
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| The stars
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| Their mortal shell stays — In the
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| Valley of the Kings
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| Worship the pharaohs — Children
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| Of gods
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| Their earthly symbols — In the Valley
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| Of the Kings
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| The unheard cries of the tortured
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| Souls lay buried deep in the bowels
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| Made thick unearthly air with a sense
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| Of sinister foreboding
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| Even the cold night sky saw not a
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| Cloud nor star was moving
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| Caught in the crossfire of sadness and
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| Fear of the pyramid
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| In the Valley of the Kings |