In the heart of Egypt’s sands, a chamber sealed in time,
Archaeologists delve, a mystery to climb,
Amazed by the sight that meets their eyes,
An incredible mummy, a treasure that lies.

Wrapped in linen, adorned in gold,
A relic of the past, a story untold,
In the ancient chamber’s sacred embrace,
Lies a secret that time cannot erase.

The archaeologists’ hands tremble with awe,
As they uncover the mummy, its beauty they saw,
Gradually revealing a history long veiled,
In the dust of ages, a tale unveiled.

Whispers of the past echo through the air,
As the mummy emerges from its silent lair,
Each layer peeled back, a step into the unknown,
A secret unfurling, like seeds once sown.

The mummy’s gaze, frozen in time,
A silent witness to an ancient crime,
The chamber’s walls whisper tales of old,
Of pharaohs and queens, of stories untold.

As the mystery unravels, a chill descends,
A secret emerges that fear transcends,
Terrified by the truth that’s slowly revealed,
In the mummy’s presence, a terror concealed.

What lies beneath those bandages tight?
What secrets of the past come to light?
In the stillness of the chamber’s air,
Lies a secret that fills me with despair.

Egyptian archaeologists stand in reverent awe,
As the incredible mummy reveals what they saw,
A secret that terrifies, a truth so stark,
In the ancient chamber, where mysteries embark.