Nephthys - With The Dead

Life’s funeral orator is my eternal bride

As time on Earth burns fast and slow

This yearning heart in darkness glows

Subterranean chamber in a pyramid of kings

Alone I lay in its black void

The shaft of light I’ve filled with gold

From tombs she rose to me.

Her past life was my destiny

Inhaling her last breath.

Dressed in white I face my death

Nephthys, come to me

Nephthys, you are my life

Nephthys, come to me

Nephthys, you are my death

Thy aching soul hath long died in ancient kingdom’s rest

As I exist in this cold tomb.

By corpselight beauty I’m consumed

Screaming out at midnight ~ from a distant land

I hear a voice through this black void

My sight decreased, my mind controlled

From tombs she rose to me.

This life was her destiny

Inhaling my last breath, dressed in black I face her death again

Nephthys, come to me

Nephthys, you are my death

Nephthys, come to me

Nephthys, you are my life

Come.

come, come to me Nephthys, come to me Nephthys, I’m waiting here

Come.

come, come to me Nephthys, come to me Nephthys, I’m dying here

Come.

come, come to me Nephthys, come to me Nephthys, I’m waiting

Come.

come, come to me Nephthys, come to me Nephthys, I’m living here