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Paroles de la chanson Cursing Akhenaten par After the Burial
Awaken, ruinous fiend of early generations
Your rotting corpse is restored
Straighten your limbs, brush off the dust
Withered bandages restrain you no more
Severed heads accent the gates
Bones emerge from the sands
Proof of your reign remains
I, your liege, now command your rule again
The sun burns through the skin, boiling vital organs within
But the gods can't destroy my cursed, blackened heart
Appeasing the thirst of the damned, mocking the praised ones
Your rotting corpse is restored
Straighten your limbs, brush off the dust
Withered bandages restrain you no more
Severed heads accent the gates
Bones emerge from the sands
Proof of your reign remains
I, your liege, now command your rule again
The sun burns through the skin, boiling vital organs within
But the gods can't destroy my cursed, blackened heart
Appeasing the thirst of the damned, mocking the praised ones
The sand soaks the blood, the blood flows like wine, send death from above
Locusts and famine engulfing your race, my savagery knows no end
At the price of all your lives, I destroy your kind, death by my hand
Sands blowing across cursed lands
Will consume the evidence of your ancient existence
The Earth is now black from the torment I have set upon it
All shall bow, serve, and praise thy name
Locusts and famine engulfing your race, my savagery knows no end
At the price of all your lives, I destroy your kind, death by my hand
Sands blowing across cursed lands
Will consume the evidence of your ancient existence
The Earth is now black from the torment I have set upon it
All shall bow, serve, and praise thy name
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