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Burning my skin I can't go on, the end is near. |
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Sand is my hearse, vultures circle the sky |
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On dunes in the distance silhouettes of saviours rise |
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From this hell triumph comes |
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Sargon lead us |
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Through the desert storm we will ride our way to the Pharao |
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We shall claim their throne |
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Egypt fear the dawn |
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Hooves shake the earth as we ride, no return |
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Glorious we'll stand when the night turns to day |
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In the horizon tombs of the kings appear |
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Chariots, lead the way |
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Legions charge! |
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Through the desert storm we will ride our way to the Pharao |
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We shall claim their throne |
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Egypt fear the dawn |
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Through the desert storm we will ride our way to the Pharao |
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We shall claim their throne |
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Egypt fear the dawn |
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[Solo: Landin] |
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War rages on, spare no soul |
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The Nile is red |
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Triumph and victory, battlefields lay desolate |
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Fallen is Pharao |
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A new king rises |
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Through the desert storm we will ride our way to the Pharao |
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We shall claim their throne |
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Egypt fear the dawn |
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Through the desert storm we will ride our way to the Pharao |
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We shall claim their throne |
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Egypt fear the dawn |
