The Antechamber

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.