Dead Soul Tribe - To My Beloved

Track 03 from “The Dead Word“ !!Buy the cd!! LYRICS: When the rains of the Earth stood still In the faith of the darkest will Sorcerers of the ageless one Cursed the world for the days to come In the gaze of the Pharaoh Through the midnight the desert wind Cold as serpent skin To the scorching Cairo days High noon, the Sun ablaze We dragged great stones through the Egypt sands Built the walls with shackled hands Lived and died by the priests demands Sweet Mary Sweet Mary My heart