1. Law of Osiris


The shape of things to come
Death masquerades as the sun
For now I just lay here and pray
Osiris will be on his way
Ready to lay down the law
Inscribing his name on my grave
Visions of ecstasy
Disrupting the pain that I feel

Drawing me out of the sand
Into the eyes of Osiris
Don’t bother lending a hand
I’d rather spiral down