Guarded by the grains of the sand Capital has moved into desert land Guarded there from wrath of our Enemies hand, born in grace The cult of the sun will conquer all the world
The salvation is at hand The dawn of a new time The old ancients are dethroned To benefit the sun The cult has surely won
Our heritage is raped and defiled By mongerers of the light, we must kill'em all Sickness of the cult is spread throughout the land followers Of aton must die - let's praise the ancient gods
Like the plague has swept our land The dawn of a new time Our ancients are defiled To benefit the sun Come ecliptic age
Like the plague has swept our land The dawn of a new time Our ancients are defiled To benefit the sun Come ecliptic age
