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Anubis

Anubis (; Ancient Greek: Ἄνουβις), also known as Inpu, Inpw, Jnpw, or Anpu in Ancient Egyptian (Coptic: ⲁⲛⲟⲩⲡ, romanized: Anoup) is the god of funerary rites, protector of graves, and guide to the underworld, in ancient Egyptian religion, usually depicted as a canine or a man with a canine head. Like many ancient Egyptian deities, Anubis assumed different roles in various contexts. Depicted as a protector of graves as early as the First Dynasty (c. 3100 – c. 2890 BC), Anubis was also an embalmer. By the Middle Kingdom (c. 2055–1650 BC) he was replaced by Osiris in his role as lord of the underworld. One of his prominent roles was as a god who ushered souls into the afterlife. He attended the weighing scale during the "Weighing of the Heart", in which it was d… more »

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Darkness falls, midnight arising
Spirits crawl, out from their hiding
Distant calls, dimensions colliding
With the mortal brain
In this town, there lies a creature
Calling down, beckon, beseech four
Hundred thousand victims each an
Unforgiven stain
When this demon comes alive
Dreams turn to nightmares
Joyfulness, it turns to dread
When the sun falls down below
Streets turn to sand dunes
And the creature rears its head
Lost
Where all things turn to dust
And heroes burn to rust
I won't bow to fear
Lost
This endless holocaust
Escape at any cost
When I can see there's no way out
Living dead, walking forever
Tormented, forced to remember
Haunt your head, born of the embers
Accuse you of the crime
Gone insane, since revelation
Mental strain, plagued population
Still remain, cursed generations
Until the end of time
Living day by day by day
Evil in the mirror
There since nineteen forty five
Guilty of the darkest deeds
Sins of the fathers
Knowing you are still alive
Lost
Where all things turn to dust
And heroes burn to rust
I won't bow to fear
Lost
This endless holocaust
Escape at any cost
When I can see there's no way out
Wandering the wasteland of the scars of days of old
Heed the warning that they said
Evil will find a way
Conjuring the spirits of a century ago
Face your demon head to head
Fight until your decreation day
Harvester of spirits, guide these memories away
I'll face my demon head-to-head
Fight until my decreation day
Lost
Where all things turn to dust
And heroes burn to rust
I won't bow to fear
Lost
This endless holocaust
Escape at any cost
When I can see there's no way out
Wandering the wasteland of the scars of days of old
Heed the warning that they said
Evil will find a way
Conjuring the spirits of a century ago
Face your demon head to head
Fight until your decreation day
Fight until your decrearation day

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