Legends always say The dark one makes his play With uncautious men
Lie in his name From inner Egypt came Don't fear his word Don't go to his den
The strange dark one to whom the fellahs bowed Silent and lean cryptically proud Worming into your mind Driver you mad Like the snake which can find What is bad? Biting with sharp teeth Your frail reason Scratching in your mind beneath
Frantic crowds are under his commands Wild beasts follow him and lick his hands
The shadow of the Nile Who gnaws your soul The bright of black smile That your mind stole The shadow of the Nile In desert storms The old one who beguiles Takes diverse forms
Through the mindless void He leads you Claws he had deployed He bleeds you "The messenger I am Know the fate There is not peace in the gate"
