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In my foolishness I had taken form of a mortal man |
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And entered time to live amongst humanity born of my tears |
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But now they have turned against me and my descendants |
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They overthrow the temples and curse my name |
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No I return to the city of the sun |
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There enthroned gouge out my eye |
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Terrible is m pain, horrifying are my cries, dreadful is my towering rage |
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All my fierce passions cause my torn eye |
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to take shape as a fearsome lioness |
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with teeth and claws that ache to rend flesh |
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Heedless of the blood that courses down my cheeck |
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Sekhmet the might I name nee and Nesert who is a burning flame |
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Then the terrible roar of Sekhmet sounds forth |
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Flee from me humanity though it availeth thee not |
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Hide in the deserts and the mountains |
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Let fear grow in your hearts |
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For I am vengeance and bloody death |
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With terrible wrath |
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shall I now go forth out into the two lands |
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To slay the gathered armies of man |
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Not one shall stand alive where I have been |
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As I rend the very flesh from their bones |
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I will wade in human blood and drink my fill |
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for the joy of killing gladdens my heart |
