In the sands of time, where the Nile runs deep,
Rose a king with a dream, while the old gods sleep.
Akhenaten, with the sun as his crown,
Turned the world around, tore the old idols down.

He said, “Aten is the light, the one true way,
In the heat of the day, we’ll praise and pray.
With the sun as my guide, I’ll lead us through,
In the city of Amarna, where the skies are...
Wait!”