Dead of night in days of old 

Men were fierce but none so bold 

Called him crazy and insane 

But none dare take his name in vain 

Carved in stone soon death prevails 

Dangerous warning soon entails 

Chipped away with blood and sweat 

Now passes on his evil debt 

To those who touch this sacred place 

In any time from any place 

Who desecrates this sacred tomb 

shall die by legacy of doom 

Years gone past his grave remains 

A rotting corpse with none to gain 

Still untouched by those who dread 

An evil curse upon their heads 

Time marches on and cities expand 

Superstitions ignored by now modern man 

One did dare to challenge the tomb 

He now rots in hell, a warning of doom 

So take heed of this warning given to you 

If you ever should cross a cursed tomb 

Leave it alone and do turn away 

Or bear the evil curse 'til your dying day