Necros christos - The Pharaonic Dead


Hor-em-akhet over Kemet
 Death-trance embalming of the dead
 The coffin pool beneath Waset
 Dead lights do mourn sarcophaget

 Pyramidion obscene
 Nilotic tribe's crownfall foreseen
 The soul does reach kadingir-ra
 The tomb was left by ib-scheut-ba

 Dead monarch's reign of time and space
 His soul descends into the maze
 His spirit dwells in the cold void
 Necropolistic body cult

 The flesh's sanctum
 Leather tongues whisper in thy tomb
 Stone like eyes of kingly masks
 Mingled with their corpse's wax

 Behold
 Foul vessel of the wind
 Ascend
 All snakes in Egypt's sand

 The pharaonic dead
 In shrines they dress in darkness

 Sech-em-re sched-taui ankh-ra
 Thieves break in the pyramidia
 Candles lit, descend the steps
 Into the grave of blessedness

 Open the box, exhume his face
 Eyes open wide, mocking the grave's haze
 Sarcophagi burn, amulets do bless
 The slender throat of Nubhka-es

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