Skulls and Dust

The Persian slaughtered the Apis Bull; (Ammon-Ra is a darksome king.) And the brain fermented beneath his skull. (Egypt's curse is a deathly thing.)

He rode on the desert raider's track; (Ammon-Ra is a darksome king.) No man of his gleaming hosts came back. And the dust winds drifted sombre and black. (Egypt's curse is a deathly thing.)

The eons passed on the desert land; (Ammon-Ra is a darksome king.) And a stranger trod the shifting sand. (Egypt's curse is a deathly thing.)

His idle hand disturbed the dead; (Ammon-Ra is a darksome king.) Till he found Cambysses' skull of dread Whence the frenzied brain so long had fled, That once held terrible visions red. (Egypt's curse is a deathly thing.)

And an asp crawled from the dust inside (Ammon-Ra is a darksome king.) And the stranger fell and gibbered and died. (Egypt's curse is a deathly thing.)