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This is the night

When the sentences of the doom

Are promulgated

It’s the night

Of burning of the damned

It’s the night

Of the slaughterer of souls

It's the night of burning of the damned

It's the night of slaughterer of souls

Headsmen of Osiris

Slaughterer of souls

May they never stab me with their knives

For I know their names

And I know the being

MATCHED

Who is among them in the house of Osiris?

He shooted forth rays of light from his eye

He goes round about heaven robbed in flames

Remaining invisible

May-I-be-strong on earth before Ra

May-I-arrive-safely in the presence of Osiris

Oh you

Who preside over your altars

Let me fly like a hawk

Let me lay always like the serpent goddes

Neheb-ka

May I never fall helpless

Into their chambers

Of fortune