The Pharaoh Foundation

Do not construct
Yours are false designs
Betray your gods, but not mine
A matrix twists, in your waiting lair
We welcome you; are you scared?
As it is I will come in
Beyond three sides
One fountainhead
Not inside to be controlled
Breaking laws of sacred shape and form
But I stand, pose, swallow pride and smile
As I lift the veil
Kneel in prayer
Power tears false illusions of gold
Count your fill
Cross your will
And dig your holes
Dead inside it’s the mystery of «The Fall»
Missionary, did you find the glory in a story
Told by lowly, mortal building land-stars
Rising, scraping, human racing
To the heights of god-like splendor
Tilting, trembling, crashing, smashing. .
Surrendering
I’m standing here
In acid rain
Poured on my fear
Burned and drained
The paradox of two in one
This half is filled left alone
Dream, dream again of a place
That will end all of the pain
I need one to crawl in from the rain
But I stand, pose, swallow pride and smile
As it turns to hail
I’ll declare
Power tears in two, in three
Illusion’s goal
I’m aware they’re there to fill my holes
They’re the ones I dug to be alone
Outro:
The building blocks of great pyramids
Were not aligned by earthling grids