Текст песни
Our torches melt,
The tunnels' dark
We feel the rotten smell of death
All cobweb-wrapped,
The hisses. Hark!
The pyramid takes our breath
Go! Stay ever me
And do not be afraid
And put your doubts aside
Beyond the Djoser's door
Go! Stay ever me
And do not be afraid
In Imhotep's swearword
Beyond the Djoser's door!
At every turn
The traps and spells
That is the work of the great priest
What is the urn?
What are the cells?
This is the mys-te-ry
Of the deceased
Go! Stay ever me
And do not be afraid
And put your doubts aside
Beyond the Djoser's door
Go! Stay ever me
And do not be afraid
In Imhotep's swearword
Beyond the Djoser's door!
Go! Stay ever me
And do not be afraid
And put your doubts aside
Beyond the Djoser's door
Go! Stay ever me
And do not be afraid
In Imhotep's swearword
Beyond the Djoser's door!
