The Shadow Of The Nile Lyrics - Dark Moor

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"