Of Gods and Pharaohs
What happens to the ancient gods when their worshipers are gone?
Who used to fight the darkness and bring light with every dawn
The gods of the sands, of the eternal cycle of birth and death
Now who remains to worship the old gods in pleading breath?
The violent embrace of the desert sands makes two immortal
Carved stone and faded paint in every tomb and dead hall
Gods and mortal...
Monday 11th March 2019 7:13 pm
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