Father can you hear me,
Did you talk to Mother Earth?
What did she say, what did you see?
Now, is it time for our rebirth?

Open up the silent center of your mind
I now want to know the future of our kind

In the Valley of the Kings
When the storm breaks loose again
When the Gods return to fight
For the future of their lives
In the Valley of the Kings 

Oh Mother do you hear me,
Did you talk to Father Moon?
I don't want to leave my brothers
In this temple of their doom

Open up the silent center of your mind
I now want to know the future of our kind

In the Valley of the Kings
When the storm breaks loose again
Then the Gods will spread their wings
In the Valley of the Kings

Ra vite, deus sanctus, ra vite
Ra vite, revertate, ra vite

Oh Mother Earth, do you believe
There is a place for us to [bad word] set us free again and let us fly away and give us hope

There'll be a time for us to fly
To our thrones up in the sky

In the Valley of the Kings
When the storm breaks loose again
And the Gods will spread their wings
In the Valley of the Kings
Valley of the Kings
When the storm breaks loose again
And the Gods will spread their wings
In the Valley of the Kings

(ABOUT THE THOUGHT, THAT THE ANCIENT GODS WERE
VISITORS FROM SOMEWHERE IN THE GALAXY,
PUTTING THEIR CHILDREN INTO SOME KIND OF DEEP FREEZE SLEEP,
AFTER IMPLANTING THE BASIS FOR OUR
HUMAN INTELLIGENCE INTO OUR EARLY ANCESTORS.
ONE OF THEM AWAKENING IN THESE DAYS,
BEING USED TO BE SEEN AS GOD,
TRYING TO GET INFORMATION FROM HIS PARENTS
ABOUT WHAT IS GOING ON AND WHAT [bad word] UP NEXT,
EXPRESSING THE WILL TO RETURN TO THE OLD STATUS)