[Intro]
[Harmonium breathes beneath the mechanical hum of the embalming room.]

[Verse 1 - Anubis, deep male baritone]
Steel table cold beneath the sheet,
Rubber wheels and tiled feet.
Cabinet doors in orderly rows,
A silver drain where the clear water goes.
“Elias, your wife will come. She kept your coat.
You will not cross this dark alone.”

[Chorus - Anubis, deep male baritone]
Sleep through the embalming room lullaby,
Where fluorescent moons refuse to die.
Rest while the pumps and the cold pipes sigh;
Sleep through the embalming room lullaby.
But if the river calls your name,
I’ll break the lock and tend the flame.

[Verse 2 - Anubis, deep male baritone]
I wash his hands of engine black,
Set the loosened collar back.
A scar runs pale beneath his chin;
A folded ticket sleeps within.
Route Ten, punched on the final ride,
With one word written on the side:
“Mara—tell her I was wrong.”
The hidden scales strike hard and long.

[Pre-Chorus - Anubis, deep male baritone]
The ceiling light begins to shake,
The brass below the floorboards wakes.
A voice with neither lung nor tongue
Says, “The final word remains unsung.”

[Chorus - Anubis, deep male baritone]
Wake in the embalming room lullaby,
Where no machine can teach goodbye.
The river is near, but the bank is high;
Wake in the embalming room lullaby.
If truth is all your passage takes,
Then truth is what this building breaks.

[Instrumental Break]
[Floor toms imitate slow oar strokes as harmonium and cello widen the weighing motif.]

[Verse 3 - Anubis, deep male baritone]
The manual says to seal the seam,
Record the weight, disinfect, clean.
I shut the book, remove my gloves,
And speak the oldest names of love.
I set his ticket on the scale,
The needle bends, the lamps turn pale.
Behind the wall, where pipes should be,
Black water answers quietly.

[Bridge - Anubis, deep male baritone]
I draw the jackal pin through air;
A golden line divides despair.
The tiles crack open, grout by grout,
The buried river presses out.
I hear ten thousand voices breathe:
“Open the way beneath, beneath.”

[Breakdown - Anubis, deep male baritone]
No signature.
No licensed rite.
No manager beneath this light.
I place the feather by his head.
I call the living.
I call the dead.

[Buildup - Anubis, deep male baritone]
The pumps fall still.
The floor toms rise.
River-dark fills Elias’s eyes.
The brass scale turns toward the door—
The old world enters the modern floor.

[Final Chorus - Anubis, deep male baritone]
Rise from the embalming room lullaby,
Not back to breath, but ready to cross.
Mara will speak; no truth will be lost.
Rise from the embalming room lullaby.
The river is open, the lock is gone—
And every waiting name moves on.

[Outro - Anubis, deep male baritone]
The fluorescent tubes go black in a row.
Behind the morgue,
I hear the river flow.
