Deep within the dismal chamber, hidden beneath the sands of time
Dedicated to a single objective, lies the Antechamber.
The Sphinx holds the power, underneath of its left paw
Down the gloomy staircase, to a chamber below
Filled with ancient machinery, by beings from strange aeons
I now hold The Key, to the mysteries from beyond.
A single source of power, from an ancient culture long ago
Telepathic beings from remote
galaxies, who lie dormant sleeping below.
I must learn the answer, to bring them back again
To awaken them from their sleep, to rule throughout the land
The stars have now aligned, as they have once before
The time is now right, for their power to be restored.
The Secret Lies – In The Antechamber
As I chant, the sacred tones, the machine begins to hum
Activation begins, vibrations start, the room begins to glow
Formless shapes, in the air, appear and begin to show
Awakening from, aeonic slumber, their numbers begin to grow.
I call forth, by their names, as they begin to appear
Mighty beings, from the beyond, now they begin to come near
Taking their place, back once again, their intent begins to come clear
Ruling the planet,
making human slaves, mankind will begin to live in fear.
The Sphinx holds the power, underneath of it's left paw
Down the gloomy staircase, to a chamber below The Antechamber below
Filled with ancient machinery, by beings from strange aeons
I now hold The Key, to the mysteries from beyond.