Torches gutter where no wind should blow, Robbers count the gold they'll never own, Hieroglyphs bleed light along the wall, Something ancient answers to the call. The seal is broken, silence torn, Ten thousand years of sleep reborn. NETJER AA! SEKHEM WER! ANKH DJET! NESU BITY! WESIR ANKH! RA HERY! PHARAOH RISE — SEKHMET CRY! A jackal's shadow crosses the floor, Anubis waits behind the door, Scarabs rise beneath the sand, The dead don't ask — they just command. NETJER AA! SEKHEM WER! ANKH DJET! NESU BITY! WESIR ANKH! RA HERY! PHARAOH RISE — SEKHMET CRY! You took my gold, you'll give your breath, The tomb was never meant for death. It was a door — you walked inside, Now the buried king will rise. NETJER AA! SEKHEM WER! ANKH DJET! NESU BITY! WESIR ANKH! RA HERY! PHARAOH RISE — SEKHMET CRY! NETJER AA! SEKHEM WER! ANKH DJET! NESU BITY! WESIR ANKH! RA HERY! PHARAOH RISE — SEKHMET CRY! NETJER AA! SEKHEM WER! ANKH DJET! NESU BITY! WESIR ANKH! RA HERY! PHARAOH RISE — SEKHMET CRY! The torches die. The sand lies still. Only the sistrum answers — then nothing.
