Seed

Ancient knowledge
Of egypt
The supreme gift
Of evolution

Born in the nile
In Isis womb
At the wasteland
Where Death is harvest

The seed
Of the wakening of the earth
The first great Empire is born
Showing the power of mankind
As we could climb on our Path to the distant stars
Descry all hatred, a vengeance crusade
As the knowledge is our sacred blade

In my death I shall live again
For in this world I will still remain
This crude matter is not myself
Thus I live, it belongs to earth
Washed in sin
I am clean
Moral dies
In the lies