Epica

Cleft on a pyramid

has shown you a secret passage

You carelessly force your way in

Smell of death frightens ruthlessly



A sentence of cipher

An unknown, forgotten language

You decipher it as a name

but don't know it welcomes you to death



You are damned...



Many dangers

have wounded you and your friends

Some embalmed corpses

have blinked their eyes - no, that's an illusion



But you feel there's something wrong

You've seen too many corpses

Maybe this is a mass tomb

If not you know you'll never be back



You are doomed...



More and more corpses

Some of them dismembered

and every member embalmed

Now you are horrified to death...



You are doomed...



You enter a hall

Thousands of corpses lying there

Stench smarting your nose

Horror paralyzing all the thoughts



Suddenly all the corpses awake

You're trying to escape

But soon you'll be one of them

Sleeping embalmed beauty sleep...