Processum pharaonum ossuario Ta sat aat - the place to go Chamber of a million years The tomb is waiting to be filled
The Ka is bound To the underworld Where silence of the tongues Is the only word No sun bestows light Nor the blood's even red No mountain to hide It's the land of the dead
The bark is guided by Mehen The dark has reached the crossing land The soul is roaming the ancient maze The body's mouldering in the grave
Dried and embalmed The king does lay In his cave while 9 slaves Do obey Serving the master in tombish doom While the mummy's succumbed To Sarkum Phagum