Theyre walking by the night
The moon has frozen blue
Long black coats a shelter for the rain
Their load must get through
Now bats are leaving their trees
Theyre joining the call
Seven satanic hell preachers
Heading for the hall
Bringing the blood of a newborn child
Got to succeed, if not its Satans fall
Way out in Egypt in the valley of kings
Where the mummified pharaohs pretend dead in their sleep
Dont touch, never ever steal
Unless youre in for the kill
Or youve been hit by the curse of the pharaohs
Yes youve been hit and the curse is on you
The curse of the pharaohs can be so deadly
Just destroying your future, making it all shady
Dont touch, never ever steal
Unless youre in for the kill
Or youll be hit by the curse of the pharaohs
Yes youll be hit and the curse is on you
Listen
Im a corpse, Im a corpse
Im a