Behold the Pharaoh - He who lived so long ago. And all that is known Of him is mystery...
Chariots and golden wine, Raising sand into the desert's sky. Sphynx and Pyramids to praise the Eternity!
No one has told, Whether he was kind or mean, But he had a passion for gold, Beyond everything! He disappeared - Lost within the Sands of Time, Still with all his gold he rose, And with all his might!
He preserved his gold, To look young and bold, As he always returned To rule this world!,
Deserted and blank, The world seemed to be unchanged, As Pharaoh Pursued his aims: Jaws with golden clips, Diamonds - glinting eyes, He hewed The Shpynx On the frozen river's ice.
In his winter park The Pyramid was risen to support the sky For he prepared To run and hide. He dove into the Sands of Time, Carrying his usual luggage full of gold, Where he used to glide, With his return foretold.
He preserved his gold, To look young and bold, As he always returned, To rule this world!
He preserved his gold, To look young and bold, As he always returned, To rule this world!