Seth's Bane - Portraits

Rising Nile, four months pass

Here at last, I copy secrets of our lore

Once before, a time when

Ancient men knew of all things, I hear confer

Rising Nile, our life blood

After flood new life comes forth to end the pain

Count the days of the year

Reappear born of osiris, rise again

Rising Nile.

guide my pen

Learned men will read these words and understand

Guide my hand, with red ink

We will drink in knowledge all you will command

All will see

None will be

None will see

All will be

Our home, now a catacomb

They came to foul our precious Nile

Our land, before so rich and grand

Now ruled by strangers who defile

I here record our world with fear

Our law forgotten now compile

Therefore, the rain of Seth applore

Save the rising of the Nile

All will see

All will see

The hidden world of kings!

Come to be

When these words flow free!

Fractions, of whole worlds fill this scrawl

Cultured men will read these words and understand

Volume, of pyramidal tomb

They will know the seasons of our fertile land

All will see

All will see

The hidden world of kings

Come to be

When these words flow free

None will see

Oh wish to fight with sacrifice

Touch of gold and clarified

Oh wish to fight with sacrifice

Touch of gold and clarified

Our soul, in this numbers fill this scroll

Future men will read these words and understand

Now I dig, below and set aside

To be found after invaders leave our land

All will be

All will see

The hidden world of kings

None will see

If lost our world will be

People of the Nile, banished

Seeking refuge from exile

Forsaken by the gods and man alike