Caro Mane - Underground Tower

When the first door opens up,
Golden scarab says ,,hello'',
You hold a handrail, yet it's snake,
Is it dream, or is it real?
Spiral staircase goes down
Yet it's tower after all,
The mind is spent and split at half,
Quiet crunch of concious,
Above the sky glows black the sun
And a thousand stars

Sand burns feet at the night,
Though by day is icy-cold,
Subconcious is great power,
Forbidden apple bite,
And suddenly seven doors be around,
Laughter and cry,
When the chosen door opens up,
Like to the promised land at last,
Like to the promised land at last

Sand burns feet at the night,
Though by day is deadly cold,
Subconcious is great power,
Forbidden apple bite,
And suddenly seven doors be around,
Laughter and cry,
When the chosen door opens up,
Like to the promised land at last

It is just one little step,
Sound of flute from far away,
Smell of forest coming down,
Eternal power and fear,
You can't resisted anymore,
Even here, or even there,
No, it's not illusion or dream,
It is pharaon on the stone