Another dream, the same one, night after night
Is my subconscious trying to tell me something?
Each time I close my eyes, my mind takes flight
To a place steeped in mysticism and magic, to a place it seems like I forever wanted to cling
I see myself, in a role of royalty, everyone respected me
There are countless numbers of servants, to see to my every need
A place I was happy and gay, where I was full of glee
A queen I think, beside me, a man, trying to see to my every need.
I sometimes see myself, in some sort of temple
A royal court with me, as all of us worship, a certain God
I am aware my soul being fed by the God, until I'm full
Being portrayed as this does seem frightfully odd.
In my entire life today, I have done nothing as significant, as to what I dream
A member of royalty, I feel the honor and majesty, I must fulfil
In the temple, I can see the sun, rising in the east, on my face I feel the warm beams
The place I am in, I can see it was built by people of great skill.
After the temple, I see myself in a long procession
People cheering me on as I go by
The temple was that of Rah, Egyptian God of the sun
Now all my questions are answered as to why.
Why I love the mythology of ancient Egypt so
A past life, this I know, this is how it was at that time
My obsession, is now very clear to me
Between time and space, it does not exist, the matter of time.
