In ancient days of KhemnA Pharao was praisingnThe sun above AmonnOsiris, Mother Isis and ThothnnThe gods would punish the hybris of PharaonHe wrapped himself in false sunshinenHe was the founding father of the only GodnBut he provoked a fit of ragennSon of the Sun, it was his namenSon of the Sun, the sun will burn your wingsnSon of the Sun, beware of AtonnSon of the Sun, your God will let you downnnThe Sphinx burst into tearsnAnd pyramids are shakingnThe precipice is closenWhen Pharao is losing his faithnnVisions of madness led the Pharao astraynThe portents were too ominousnUntil this day his curse is still the plague of MannWe must defeat the only GodnnSon of the Sun, it was his namenSon of the Sun, the sun will burn your wingsnSon of the Sun, beware of AtonnSon of the Sun, your God will let you downnnApep will risenApep will comennSon of the Sun, it was his namenSon of the Sun, the sun will burn your wingsnSon of the Sun, beware of AtonnSon of the Sun, your God will let you downn nPor:n Elliot Arturo