Из альбома: The Wolves Go Hunt Their Prey
["The Black Pharaoh Trilogy" Part 2]
An ancient shining crystal of non-euclidian form
Made of no earthly matter in a primal cosmic storm
It flew amongst the chaos in a time before the light
Until it reached these planes in the foulest of all nights
To the ice we call Antarctic it was brought
and treasured there and the secret of Lemuria
could not withstand its stare
It had sunken with Atlantis to the deepest of the sea
And now the greed of Khem's merchants at last sold it to me
Shine! The starry light may
Shine!
So wisdom shall be mine
from all space and time
Shine!
O haunter of the dark
My soul shall now be thine
Thy knowledge must be mine
I gazed into its window and saw the three lobed burning eye,
The titan blur on black wings - Now I am it and it is I !
Black Pharaoh they call me though Nephren Ka's my name
And amongst the folk of the Nile
I spread my poison reign