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Inside the Eye of Horus
Dip your golden pen into your eyes
And record what the Eye of Horus sees
I did!
I swear by the spirit of Nyame,
He who knows and sees everything,
I have watched corrupt souls
Dancing along the contours of
A gibbous moon
Their expensive watches flickering
Against glittering stars at dawn
And I know
We must return to battlefields of yesteryear
Where our comrades lie
To apologise
To commit
To promise
For them too the sun shall rise!