It sits on the far side of the Nile.
The living and the dead reside
Side by side
Oblivious each of the other.
Past meets future present.
Pyramids shadow the land
As the wind reveals the face of the ancient man.
They are coming back to haunt us.
We are host to their souls.
They arise from the desert each night.
Hear the ancient chant across the land.
Their souls battle on
Like the gods in the constellations above.
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