| 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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| Now I return to the city of the sun
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| There enthroned gouge out my eye
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| Terrible is my 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 cheek
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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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| 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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| 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 |