| Song | The Shadow of the Nile |
| Artist | Dark Moor |
| Album | Between Light & Darkness |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : García, García | |
| Legends always say | |
| The dark one makes his play | |
| With uncautious men | |
| Lie in his name | |
| From inner egypt came | |
| Don't fear his word | |
| Don't go to his den | |
| The strange dark one to whom the fellahs bowed | |
| Silent and lean cryptically proud | |
| Worming into your mind | |
| Driver you mad | |
| Like the snake which can find | |
| What is bad | |
| Biting with sharp teeth | |
| Your frail reason | |
| Scratching in your mind beneath | |
| Frantic crowds are under his commands | |
| Wild beasts follow him and lick his hands | |
| The shadow of the | |
| Nile Who gnaws your soul | |
| The bright of black smile | |
| That your mind stole | |
| The shadow of the | |
| Nile In desert storms | |
| The old one who beguiles | |
| Takes diverse forms | |
| Through the mindless void | |
| He leads you | |
| Claws he had deployed | |
| He bleeds you "The messenger I am Know the fate: There is not peace in the gate" |
| zuo qu : Garci a, Garci a | |
| Legends always say | |
| The dark one makes his play | |
| With uncautious men | |
| Lie in his name | |
| From inner egypt came | |
| Don' t fear his word | |
| Don' t go to his den | |
| The strange dark one to whom the fellahs bowed | |
| Silent and lean cryptically proud | |
| Worming into your mind | |
| Driver you mad | |
| Like the snake which can find | |
| What is bad | |
| Biting with sharp teeth | |
| Your frail reason | |
| Scratching in your mind beneath | |
| Frantic crowds are under his commands | |
| Wild beasts follow him and lick his hands | |
| The shadow of the | |
| Nile Who gnaws your soul | |
| The bright of black smile | |
| That your mind stole | |
| The shadow of the | |
| Nile In desert storms | |
| The old one who beguiles | |
| Takes diverse forms | |
| Through the mindless void | |
| He leads you | |
| Claws he had deployed | |
| He bleeds you " The messenger I am Know the fate: There is not peace in the gate" |
| zuò qǔ : Garcí a, Garcí a | |
| Legends always say | |
| The dark one makes his play | |
| With uncautious men | |
| Lie in his name | |
| From inner egypt came | |
| Don' t fear his word | |
| Don' t go to his den | |
| The strange dark one to whom the fellahs bowed | |
| Silent and lean cryptically proud | |
| Worming into your mind | |
| Driver you mad | |
| Like the snake which can find | |
| What is bad | |
| Biting with sharp teeth | |
| Your frail reason | |
| Scratching in your mind beneath | |
| Frantic crowds are under his commands | |
| Wild beasts follow him and lick his hands | |
| The shadow of the | |
| Nile Who gnaws your soul | |
| The bright of black smile | |
| That your mind stole | |
| The shadow of the | |
| Nile In desert storms | |
| The old one who beguiles | |
| Takes diverse forms | |
| Through the mindless void | |
| He leads you | |
| Claws he had deployed | |
| He bleeds you " The messenger I am Know the fate: There is not peace in the gate" |