Valley of the Kings
The bandits be my weaknessesHis fault shall be my knifeHis weapon beHis weapon be my innocenceThe killer must not die
Is there a charge against my fate,Can't I betray my hate?Will I regain my father's gait,Must the killer die?
The testament lies hidden from meUnderneath my sinsA carriageA carriage will take me toThe valley of the Kings