Do you find yourself in darkness Do you find yourself in light? That's a question I want answered Could you answer me tonight? Could you give me some directions In this cave of afterlife? Do ...

That's a question I want ans...Is that the curse of the mummy's tomb? ...We're all the bold explorer ...To the house that knows no...And the casual traveler won...As he leans against the bar ...In the blackness that surr...For the curse of the mummy's tomb ...Devised to seize the fool ...To entomb him with the mummy's gold ...Can you rid me of the fever? ...That's the curse of the mummy's tomb ...t every student has a theory ...The best he's ever thin...After crossing the dark threshold ...Hear the dullest thud of doo...That's the curse of the mummy's tomb ...Buried deep within the mountain ...In the Valley of the King ...There's a passageway that lea...Where the wind whistles and s...Of a time so long forgot...When the queen was in her pa...And the king was on his way...To the bosom of his family...To the holy golden womb ...That's the curse of the mummy's tomb ...There is writing on the wall ...You have to tell the truth ...That's how you find the secret ...That's the curse of the mummy's tomb ...As the apparition nears ...Life without the queen? ...This life is but a dream ...Like a new bride to the groom ...Just a mummy's tomb

Rambling by a lonesome graveyard...Everything I love is gone...'Neath a cold gray tomb of stone...In this world I'm left to wander...'Neath a cold gray tomb of stone...She is sleeping all alone...'Neath a cold gray tomb of stone...All the sunshine, all is gone...And the one I love is sleeping...'Neath a cold gray tomb of stone...dering through this world alone...'Neath a cold gray tomb of stone

Passing by a lonesome graveyard...Everything I love is gone...Neath a cold gray tomb of stone...In this world I'm left to wander...Neath a cold gray tomb of stone...She is sleeping all alone...Neath a cold gray tomb of stone...All the sunshine, all is gone...For the while my love is sleeping...Neath a cold gray tomb of stone...My heart is dead and yet i`m li...veling through this world alone...Neath a cold gray tomb of stone

Passing by a lonesome graveyard...Everything I love is gone...Neath a cold gray tomb of stone...In this world I'm left to wander...Neath a cold gray tomb of stone...She is sleeping all alone...Neath a cold gray tomb of stone...All the sunshine, all is gone...For the while my love is sleeping...Neath a cold gray tomb of stone...My heart is dead and yet i`m li...veling through this world alone...Neath a cold gray tomb of stone

And watch the world explode...I want to watch the rain...You creep across the night sky...Before you shake my tomb...And then the tape is on...I want to watch the rain...You creep across the night sky...Before you shake my tomb...I want to watch the rain...You creep across the night sky...Before you shake my tomb...d then you shake my tomb

Haunted by the past ...Thrust aside the killing time ...Hope for the unborn ...State unsafe for the deceased ...Escape the mental squeeze ...Tomb of living memories ...Define the life I lead ...Once on the top, now down with ...In the line ...'m on my new way to the other side ...The journey's about to ...To the ground, to the ground ...Tomb of memories ... run; you hide from the truth ...In a world you deride ...You praise the facts which prevail...The true yourself unfol

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Yeah, this is Speezie Ace Black B...ers when we step on the scene ...My squad like the S.W.A.T. team ...as scopin' I'm with the Fourteen ...Money is power rather die like a soldier than ...Live my life as a coward ...w many players spit the real hits? ...ters be actin' like the game is gone ...We Yay deep like a shark I pull you under the water ...d stackin' chips in the dirty Bay ...See the big fish eat up the guppies ....22 to a .50 cal.(iber) got ...But my style was a problem child ...And my little girl the world is pre-timers ...Waitin' for a player like me to g... From the womb to the tomb ...My life is all women and money...But the money come over wom...I'm a worldwide self-made...for suckers duckin' the undercovers ...Keep my strap on the side for the others who hate to ...>From a womb to the tomb I'm th-a-th-a-thugged out as a fiend IS ...Born sinnin' in a world of Yea-dealers ...Hit the front page of St. L...n' felonies and got the ATF all on my jock ...Sported a rim since a B.G. original Bossa...lletproofed wearin' a beanie ...Where the WESTSIDE at? ...Where the EASTSIDE at? ...Where the NORTH where the SOUTH where the WESTSIDE at? ...r players mo' fools is .22's ...in' up streets with the blues ...hnism thuggism from the mind ...To the suckers who ain't k...I'm from the killa kali WESTSIDE

ections from within the confines of Grimm's...n to Tiahuanaco and the Peruvian jungle I shall duly tell him of the catalyst which compelled me to those cursed black vaults in ancient Ur, should Hildebrandt allow me another visit. Yes... Giza, Karnak, Thebes... I see them now once more! In the grip of a waking dream, I walk those restless sands again. Egypt... here my journey began, and here I took the first steps towards... take place before "The Dreamer In The Catacombs Of Ur") ...From the expeditionary journ...The heat here is damnably oppressive, and all day the omnipresent sand has been whipped up by an impudent wind, making progress all the more difficult. At dawn, I pinpointed the location of the Great Pyramid's secret chamber which my old friend Professor Caleb Blackthorne and his benefactor Lord Blakiston had discovered several months previously, but ingress to its concealed depths was denied me by a partial collapse of the age old edifice's stone ceiling. Excavation is evidently impossible, lest more of the mighty tomb come crashing down about us. At any rate, Blackthorne has studied the incredible inscriptions within that hidden alcove exhaustively, and in truth my own interests lie elsewhere in this desolate sand-flayed landscape. The traditionalists believe that, in keeping with Egyptian tenets, only mundane things such as new air shafts and ever more ornate sarcophagi are yet to be discovered deep within the tunnel networks of these cyclopean monuments. Feh! If only they knew the true extent of this great cosmic puzzle! They are as fools who view a tapestry in a darkened room by the light of only one candle, seeing only small sections illuminated one by one, and refusing to recognize or connect the darkened and unseen areas to the entirety. ...Working from the geometric calculations which I prepared before our arrival here, I have studied the alignment of Cheops, Chefren and Mykerinos. It is as I suspected. Tomorrow, I leave the the imperious and hoary mausoleum of Khufu and seek answers within the Great Temple of Kar...What oblations to the grim chthonic deities of the ancient world were once offered solemnly beneath the stygian skies of this sweltering place, I wonder? What sublime power awaits the aspirant, the querent who dares seek answers in those shadowed places where men of lesser fortitude fear to gaze? Blackthorne often berates me for what he calls my preoccupation with the arcane, the occult, the sinistrous lore of the chthonic... he insists no good will come of such delving into nighted realms. Ha! The path to elucidation is seldom devoid of thorns, the road to knowledge rarely free of perils! I seek enlightenment, and by the erudite tongue of Herodotus, I may have found it! Ancient tradition of this land has long spoken of strange flashes of light emanating from the depths of pyramid passages and temple catacombs. Over a thousand years ago the Arabs wrote of the transient walls and hidden chambers of these monuments; of secret doors moved by an unseen force and of implacable sentries who guarded the secrets of the temples with dour tenacity. What I found this evening gives credence to all that and more. Is the lore which I discovered carved into the ancient stone of Karnak's temple the next fragment of the cryptic conundrum which I have dedicated my life to solving? The Coptic papyrus states that, upon the walls of the pyramids and the temples were inscribed the mysteries of science, astronomy, geometry and physics; inscriptions of unknown peoples and lost civilizations whose lore was carved into the stone to preserve it from the ravages of the great deluge. The surviving knowledge...dent Surid, heeding the warnings of his priests, erected certain repositories of long forgotten knowledge to withstand first a great flood, and then an all-consuming fire which was prophesied would come from the sky. Masoudi, in the tenth century, described automata; titanic guardians of stone and metal which were placed to guard the treasures and the entombed lore, and which were tasked to destroy all those deemed unworthy, all those who dared enter the chambers unbidden. I see them! The hoary sentinels of Karnak unfettered! Rising from their sandy tombs to smite the intruder, the raider and the interloper with righteous fury! And what is this... was there once a glimmer of life within the sightless stone eyes of the Theban guardian? Does the silent watcher at Giza even now descend from its granite dias to once more stalk the shifting sands on c...The alignment of Cheops...By the erudite tongue of Herodotus, I have found the answers, ...ecrets inscribed in the ancient Coptic papy...The Pyramid's legacy co...The Theban guardian rises from its sandy tomb to meet us, ...The Silent Watcher stalks, behold the Sentinels of Karnak...e. I understand now the true nature of that knowledge which was revealed to me deep within the shadowed confines of Karnak's timeless temple. Telluric energy, harnessed by the ancients... triggered by lunar rays and solar radiation, channeled to impart static charges to rock strata and lines of natural power running through the earth. Neuro-electric energy generated, developed, creating light, separating inertia from gravity! And what more? The fourth state of matter, forged countless millennia ago in the hearts of burning stars... fettered, channeled, for creation and destruction! The secret of the great monuments of the ancients! Yes, secrets... answers. A rogue celestial body passes inside the orbit of the moon, becoming a captive of the earth's gravitational field. The world tilts upon its axis, its revolution slows, the planet shifts farther from its parent star... one of many such cataclysms. Asteroid strikes, floods, firestorms, the sky swathed in a veil of darkness through which the sun's light cannot pass, great ice-ages enshrouding the globe. And what is this? The forces of evil, of chaos... servitors of the sinister gods of the universe... manifesting upon the tellurian sphere? What dire agents of malignity were unleashed upon mankind? Bringers of carnage and destruction, pestilence and decay! The Z'xulth! ...crets once known by the forgotten peoples... ancient Atlantis... time-lost Lemuria... Hyperborea, Ultima Thule, utopian Atland and its enduring legacy. Fragments, memories... descendants... the Incas, the Aztecs, the Maya, the Egyptians, the Greeks, the Britons, the Frisians, the ancient Sumerians. Yes, it is clear to me, like a diamond worked to perfection in the skilled hands of a master craftsman. The sigils and glyphs I beheld carved into the ancient stone of Karnak (which I somehow understood implicitly), the visions I experienced within the temple, it is all quite clearly compelling me to the next stage in my grand voyage of enlightenment. According to the inscriptions, the truth, the key, awaits me within the ziggurats of ancient Sumeria. I hear the call of the ancients, beckoning me to that aeon-veiled place across the unforgiving sands. We shall depart at once. I feel sure I shall find that which I seek between the two rivers, at the place of the seven cities. Yes, I shall surely meet my destiny within the mystery-haunted cat...(From the pyramids of Egypt, to the ziggurats of Sumeria, my grand journey of enlightenment must continue. Praise the Ancients!) ...The Keeper of the Ancient Lore of Ur:...Hearken to the warnings of the Ancients... tread softly those sacred and unforgiving sands. Do not break the seal of the seventh city! ...The Chief Cultist of Ur...The Gate must not be opened. You dare not awaken the Dreamer! ...eiform tablets bear a grim, darkly porten...The lore of Babylon ins...s now compell me to the ziggurats... ...In a waking dream, I hear the call of the Ancients. I shall find that which I seek between the two rivers, at the place of the seven cities... in the Catacombs of Ur! ...(For the outcome of Doctor Ignatius Stone's expedition to Ur, see "The Dreamer In The Catacombs Of Ur" on the fifth Bal-Sagoth al...AN / ROBERTS, BYRON A.

it's Tony Toca the one that's got you ...dalle juevo Is my mic Leggo my Egg...spanish Harlem all the way to san diego ...hat shit's far from the palace ...chillin in the be -boy stance ...ady by now you know the steelo ... still gets down on the leelo ...pop in the CD and let's get fr...t to pass it off to the rasta ...It's the el generalno ... your baqua where's the hydro ...if the chocolito make my e...BC a tomb bab with me and my ...ouble our ends with the el capitain ...who got hot making the peicos out in santo...ocio, used to go to the acopulco ...but on the streets of harlem around the grand concourse ...he had to force a loco, with amigos h...a dios mios, just lik...harlem got the pace in it (boogie, boogie got the cake in it) ... for my soldiers in the streets ...toast to toast with the cousin asleep ...world-wide connections ...forced up a change like the name smif-n-wessun ...or the 650 blowing up the Grant's Tomb ...like a killing, over-dealing for the pearly white ... through parks from the heart ...who don't give a fuck and my box stu...forget the hydro, cause we gon...oldin shit down for the crown ...keep the body all high ...if he CPR in the mother fucking hous...a few heads is busted because I se...jefferson in the house ...an the whole spanish harle...word up one love to the barrio, cocoa brova

shepherd to heal my world ...But the Angel - the dream foretold ...The wolf of loneliness ...You wake up where's the tomb? ...The Lord weeps with me ...Loved by a Beast ...You wake up where's the tomb? ...The Lord weeps with me ...But the love the pain the hope O beautiful on...The poetry within me is dead

I see P the wicked clowns and P...ing mutha fuckas in the graveyard ...Tick to the mutha fuckin' tock ...Nigga the click from Project ...Nigga trippen in the graveyard ...l be your ass up on the block ...Up on the block when I start ...'cause J will be the Barrier ...2 Dope will be the Carrier ...And Project Born is Sworn to put a bullet in your derr...It's time to wake the dead and dead and m...d then they woke up a lot of souls ...d hope to hell with the Nitty folk ...And on the fuckin' tooth I mis...4 to 94 took two to the head ...o much drinks so it is curtains for ya ...Bitches I'm a blast and the bitches are never a...he's tryin to throw the casket ...on the masta, I'm fasta ...tried to beat me to the ticker yo ...I don't give a fuck if Mr. Nitty b...risk your neck from the brother on the bullevard ...G-are-a-v-e-why-a-are-d bitch it's the graveyard ...Stop into the graveyard been chil...Workin the graveyard shift diggen up all the graves ...Sellin all the stiff to the Dead Body Man ...The decrepit mutha fuck...Right then the corpse came jumpin out a tree ...Way out a tree ... tried to put it in a brace ...But a nope, that's not how the shit goes ... got dead bodies to the right ... got dead bodies to the left ...I thought the cary one, but what about the rest? ...eins dragen me into the tomb ...'cause I can hear the loons in my head ...s wrong then I felt the pain ...in down my flesh by the pound ...be fuckin around in the graveyard, dawg ...Come to the graveyard now you s...You scarder then a mother fucker shoul...And plus I pack a bible, a shovel, and a shot gun ...ough ICP don't ride a hearse ...Deadly sour paid a gang, nothing else ...The dead will come aliv...Now I gotta wake the dead ...Sleepin on the death bed .... Nitty gonna great the bitch, to you ain't...I'm stealin for the broken hoe ...Your daddy got a job and he treat me like a bum ...But I'm a let his ass know, h...Commin from the PJP ...The Project Born assass...ggin graves, graves is what I'm diggin ... slap your ass with the shovel in the graveyard ...My name is Violent J and I be sleeping in a coffin ... dares to ever wake the deceist ...But who is this mutha fucka no...Disturbing the worms that are tryi...oh, he he, it's the Ringmaster ...rders to awake from the dead ...My body is decade I need to find a new head ...And a new leg, but then I...To crawl from the dirt ... one thirty, two in the morning ...At the graveyard I got the whole wide world in my hands ...'cause I'm the Dead Body Man ...And in the name of the dead you got delt y...Straight from the graveyard (repeat)

it's Tony Toca the one that's got you ...dalle juevo Is my mic Leggo my Egg...spanish Harlem all the way to san diego ...hat shit's far from the palace ...chillin in the be -boy stance ...ady by now you know the steelo ... still gets down on the leelo ...pop in the CD and let's get fr...t to pass it off to the rasta ...It's the el generalno ... your baqua where's the hydro ...if the chocolito make my e...BC a tomb bab with me and my ...ouble our ends with the el capitain ...who got hot making the peicos out in santo...ocio, used to go to the acopulco ...but on the streets of harlem around the grand concourse ...he had to force a loco, with amigos h...a dios mios, just lik...harlem got the pace in it (boogie, boogie got the cake in it) ... for my soldiers in the streets ...toast to toast with the cousin asleep ...world-wide connections ...forced up a change like the name smif-n-wessun ...or the 650 blowing up the Grant's Tomb ...like a killing, over-dealing for the pearly white ... through parks from the heart ...who don't give a fuck and my box stu...forget the hydro, cause we gon...oldin shit down for the crown ...keep the body all high ...if he CPR in the mother fucking hous...a few heads is busted because I se...jefferson in the house ...an the whole spanish harle...word up one love to the barrio, cocoa brova

se up shop and turn the lights down...Start the show...Change the person you hate the most...Maybe you can be the one that we scream ...And your head is going back to toy a...Maybe you can be a monster, that's rig...Sucks the world of all its hate...Maybe you can be a pigeon that flies a...As you shed the skins of all the things that turn yo... your time to build the pain that brought you cause tomb shop...Maybe you can be a reason to cry about...Maybe you can be a trophy that you won

I see P the wicked clowns and P...ing mutha fuckas in the graveyard...Tick to the mutha fuckin' tock...Nigga the click from Project ...Nigga trippen in the graveyard...l be your ass up on the block...Up on the block when I start ...'cause J will be the Barrier...2 Dope will be the Carrier...And Project Born is Sworn to put a bullet in your derr...It's time to wake the dead and dead and m...d then they woke up a lot of souls...d hope to hell with the Nitty folk...And on the fuckin' tooth I mis...4 to 94 took two to the head ...o much drinks so it is curtains for ya...Bitches I'm a blast and the bitches are never a...he's tryin to throw the casket...on the masta, I'm fasta...tried to beat me to the ticker yo...I don't give a fuck if Mr. Nitty b...risk your neck from the brother on the bullevard...G-are-a-v-e-why-a-are-d bitch it's the graveyard...Stop into the graveyard been chil...Workin the graveyard shift diggen up all the graves...Sellin all the stiff to the Dead Body Man...The decrepit mutha fuck...Right then the corpse came jumpin out a tree...Way out a tree... tried to put it in a brace...But a nope, that's not how the shit goes... got dead bodies to the right... got dead bodies to the left...I thought the cary one, but what about the rest?...eins dragen me into the tomb...'cause I can hear the loons in my head...s wrong then I felt the pain...in down my flesh by the pound...be fuckin around in the graveyard, dawg...Come to the graveyard now you s...You scarder then a mother fucker shoul...And plus I pack a bible, a shovel, and a shot gun...ough ICP don't ride a hearse...Deadly sour paid a gang, nothing else ...The dead will come aliv...Now I gotta wake the dead...Sleepin on the death bed.... Nitty gonna great the bitch, to you ain't...I'm stealin for the broken hoe...Your daddy got a job and he treat me like a bum...But I'm a let his ass know, h...Commin from the PJP ...The Project Born assass...ggin graves, graves is what I'm diggin... slap your ass with the shovel in the graveyard...My name is Violent J and I be sleeping in a coffin... dares to ever wake the deceist...But who is this mutha fucka no...Disturbing the worms that are tryi...oh, he he, it's the Ringmaster...rders to awake from the dead...My body is decade I need to find a new head...And a new leg, but then I...To crawl from the dirt... one thirty, two in the morning...At the graveyard I got the whole wide world in my hands...'cause I'm the Dead Body Man...And in the name of the dead you got delt y...Straight from the graveyard (repeat)