| What have you done my wife?
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| I’ll beat you to an inch of your life
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| I’ll try to explain if you kindly refrain
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| Then I sliced with the blade of my knife
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| Allistar I beat him bloody battered to the bone
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| My eyes were glazed with craziness
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| I lost all control
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| I drew my sword and pressed it squarely straight into his chest
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| I said tell me what have you done or I’ll lay you to rest
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| A mystical place seen by no one
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| So we set off on the expedition
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| No turning back, nowhere to run
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| I now know my journey to hell had begun
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| Come with me come with me, on the expedition
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| Such secrets you will see, on the expedition
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| Let me take you back, not but ten years ago
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| A village in Egypt that I called my home
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| My father, a doctor well known
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| His dreams, he would share them alone
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| I learned his ways I could amaze the people with my healing
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| My destiny was not to be what Daddy did desire
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| I yearned to find the secrets that the desert was concealing
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| A longing for adventure in me burning like a fire
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| The tomb of Osiris buried under centuries of sand
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| I knew, I knew I had to find it
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| Something beckoned me and forced my hand
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| With my father’s funding I assembled all the best
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| One hundred men, supplies and archaeologists
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| We set out in the sands and followed faded clues
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| Something strangely guided me
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| It somehow ted me to the tomb of Osiris
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| After forty days and night we finally came to the site
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| Gazing at the ruins by moonlight
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| We set up our camp and began to explore
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| Amazing the massive size of that door
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| Digging scraping excavating ruins in the dust
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| The writings on that giant door were warnings we should trust
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| They spoke about an ancient race, the old ones from the stars
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| My scientist’s translations told of creatures quite bizarre
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| For twenty days and nights we worked at the site
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| Nothing we did would go right, trying to open that door
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| My men had not seen nothing like this before |