Valley of the Kings

They say the screams of terror from The dying slaves & the loyal We’re drowned out by the noise from The blazing fires & sandstone walls Which separated them from the Procession outside who chanted & sang aloud on this their most Ceremonious of nights Spirit of pharaohs – Rise to The stars Their mortal shell stays – In the Valley of the Kings Worship the pharaohs – Children Of gods Their earthly symbols – In the Valley Of the Kings The unheard cries of the tortured Souls lay buried deep in the bowels Made thick unearthly air with a sense Of sinister foreboding Even the cold night sky saw not a Cloud nor star was moving Caught in the crossfire of sadness & Fear of the pyramid In the Valley of the Kings