Osiris کے بول

The shape of things to come Death masquerades as the Sun For now I’ll 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 (Spiral down) Drawing me out of the sand Into the eyes of Osiris Don’t bother lending a hand I’d rather spiral down Drawing me out of the sand Into the eyes of Osiris Don’t bother lending a hand I’d rather spiral down