Land of the Dead by Tartarum Lyrics

Duat, land of death
Path of fate
It’s the judgment day
You, may be rich
May be poor
Not all souls are pure
Held, in the dark
Eaten by sin
Annubis, do your judgment
Determine my guilt

Each soul will pass
The river of death
Each man will walk to
The land of the dead
Matter won’t matter
Inside the judgment hall
All Kas are weak
In front of Thoth

I AM PURE OF SIN
I am pure
Pure of sin
I’ve satisfied all the gods
Preserved my mind from the guilt
OSIRIS JUDGE ME

Each soul will pass
The river of death
Each man will walk to
The land of the dead
Matter won’t matter
Inside the judgment hall
All Kas are weak
In front of Thoth