this ancient necropolis
is my only bliss
my passion lay here
a sun as gold as Se-ti’s treasure
ruins old as a phoenix feather
if euphoria were a place
my euphoria would be here
these ancient pyramids
stand as they always did
my passion lay here
a life as long as the Blue Nile
spirits play their song all the while
if euphoria were a place
my euphoria would be here
an archaeologist making
his way into a withered
grave to unveil the secret
Triggers the undead masses
below and then Osiris
came out to whisper curses
memories plague his mind
in this place they used to shine
suffering from the blight
death is swift, he took his flight
prisoner of the past
now his soul escapes at last
she was like his own moon
her radiance to him was mesmerizing
even in his own death
her memory is on the horizon
like a nightingale
searching for the song
that only she could sing along
she’ll search for her lost love
he was like her own sun
his life revolving around her eyes
unlike the solar eclipse
love’s light is immune to disguise
like a nightingale
searching for the song
that only she could sing along
she’ll search for her lost love
She finds the text
holds it tight
as she escapes
into the light
this ancient necropolis
is my only bliss
my passion lay here
when euphoria was a place
his euphoria was here
