Incarnate Legend Of Mummy Queen-Astarte

To every thing there is a reason To all destruction there is an answer In the past lands of underneath wounds A curse was meant to awake It was planed to step upon the culture of enigma Egyptian heritage rise in the surface of nowadays A land dressed in it＇s divine tranquility Now stigmatized by man＇s ideology Access to the dust f turning weeps There the mummy queen rests her glory A forgotten unharmed flesh made by blood Purificated in the pulse of icy ages Her ice grave has melted the freshness A heart respirator＇s between past and future The black gates have now open Man＇s greed opens the curse of queen Desecration of her grave Coppery breath frizzes the dry corridor Passing from delirium to the perfectly Revenge of holly silence Holly face, caught in a diamond of unaccustomed light She looked twice before raise up from her frozen bed The features in their private dark Are formed sharpness becomes visible The mummy cloths expose an ancient beast Kill for the human desecration of my body Doomed from the wrath of holly sarcophagus Lustrate comes as the deaths raised Present to take my pride And then disappear for eternal rest