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