Still and silent in the tomb
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The mystery it starts to move
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Bound and wrapped golden faced
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Disorder fills the sacred place
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Invisible in their mindst illusive in disguise
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The mind is strong, the flesh is weak
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Conserved and distinct through centuries
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For disturbance all shall pay
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Bandage and bone turns to grey
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Fractured silenced aroused from exile
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Sparking resurrection of of pain
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When I move nobody sees me
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When I scream nobody hears me
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Fill the tremble in the tomb
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Wrath is unleased inside the tomb
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Ambiance of revenge fills all
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Intruders intertwined with the sands of time
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Take cloak inside the tomb
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Reform with awe did prevail
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Guardian keeper did rise unknown
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All is at rest calm petrified
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The Summoning
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Grip Inc. |