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Egypt On Fire

Engraving the bone on the white hot throne Charred remains in this pit you see I fell through the floor stepping on a trap door And there are snakes all around me Red glowing eyes, trying to hypnotize me If I don't find my way around Their fangs are the test, black ornate key on the chest I must keep my fear down Walls closing in, I've been found guilty as sin My bodily functions are screaming You must set me free, you are no different than me Can't take no more of this reaming Dreaming the dream, this must be more than it seams Is this all I desire? Riches galore, but I'm still searching for more It smells like Egypt on fire There is no escape from this emotional rape They have me locked in this Iron Maiden No chance to repent, as from this world I am sent I feel me consciousness fading Losing my breath, I see a vision of death His bony hand is an invitation Am I heaven sent, or will forever be spent In my eternal damnation

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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