Spirits of the Ancient Rhymes

We're gonna wrap till you healed We're gonna wrap with some zeal We're gonna patch this pharaoh Wrap him head to toe Well, we're spinning a yarn 'round the tomb's stone floor Well, there's an ancient king, he won't crumble no more He's got more wraps than the market's stalls With each careful layer, the past he recalls We'll keep him snug in a linen embrace So he'll flash the afterlife a royally clothed face Raise a cheer, for the mummy's revival Drinking to his past, our historic survival We're gonna wrap till you healed We're gonna wrap with some zeal We're gonna patch this pharaoh Wrap him head to toe Pour the ale, for the spirits' wake Raise your glass, make the dead rattle and shake Thread the needle, stitch the time, Secure the legacy, in the wrappings that bind [Pre-Chorus] Oh, for the love of the crypt and the crown We're binding up history, not letting it drown We're gonna wrap with legends old We're gonna wrap, so bold, so cold Sliding through the sands of old As the tales of the crypt's untold [Chorus] To the sound of the fiddle and the beat of the drum We're spinning old stories, making the spirits come