I. Far from the Sun
A blessing was given, a gift from the gods
The smile of a newborn is more than we could wish for in this world
It all feels so distant, a medley of dreams
In times like these we need nothing more, or so it seems
Remember this, mortal, the gods can be cruel
Believing they care is the view of a fool, lost in hopeful delusion
The jackal was looming, the fever consuming my fragile son
I watched his spirit, carry on, far from the sun
Death does not become such a youthful soul
An absence so sudden, so painful, rips apart a hole
Broken essence, fractured mind
Failing to grasp the transience of its kind
Delicate, lifeless body, buried in the sand
Falling tears, searching for a tiny hand
II. The Riverbed
You were all I had in this life, all I ever loved
How could I move on to live past you?
If I could, I would pay with my own life to bring you back
If I could, I would burn all the earth just to hear your laughter again
In my pain I could no longer find meaning in my heart
Clear as day, following you is my path
In the depths, my journey begins on the riverbed
May the river Nile take my soul as I bid my final farewell
I’m on my way, to the afterlife
I’m on my way, to my child
III. Paradise of Deceit
With my heart light as feather, the scales judge me true
As I stand before the mighty one, immortal in the field of reeds
I can feel the gentle caress of Ra’s eternal sun
But I can’t seem to find you
If your soul was never here, where could you be?
You can’t be truly gone
Nowhere to go from here
Nothing more that I would fear
Just the dreadful thought of letting you go
Mourning the day you left, I am forever bereft
Ever-aching heart, crestfallen
Burning obsession
Paradise of deceit, broken hope and faith are lit ablaze
If I can’t prevail, no one deserves this heaven
The field of reeds offers nothing
To those who lost it all
And so it shall burn by my hand