Isis laments...
Osiris
Osiris
My tears they fall...
Osiris
Osiris
My tears they fall
Upon your lifeless form
And I chant the secret words
To restore you
Osiris
Out of clay I fashion you anew
Osiris
Osiris
May the blood that runs through me
Warm you
May you be restored to me...
Ossssiiiiiiiirrrrriiiiiiiiiiiissssssss
Osiris
Ooooosiriiiiisssss
May you be restored...
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