Ozymandias

[Verse 1] Half sunk, the mighty face These words upon the base Nothing beside remains Of the man who was born and died a king Look on this mighty place Now gone without a trace Lost to the long decay In the land of the valley of the king [Bridge] Memory cloaked in shadow Here the river runs shallow All will be mystery All will be remedied [Verse 2] Once sat upon the throne What's left, made of stone Ravaged, left to erode By the winds of the valley of the king None stand against the flow How water smooths the stone To pass all that we know A demand of the spirit within