When My Wrath Is Done

When my patience is finished When the mercy of khufu is exhausted When my subjects have failed me And continued grace has become futile Then will wrath Seem the better part of discretion My slaves utter words of rebellion They curse my name They bend not their backs unto me Or bow before my monuments When those who incite revolt are crushed When the streets run red With the blood of the unfaithful When the hands of the idle are severed And the piles of the skulls of the rebellious Are as the innumerable stars Then will my wrath be done Knumukhufu! --- When My Wrath is Done - Nile