| For aeons has the hubris of man
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| Risen up as a foul stench
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| Offensive in the nostrils of the gods
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| Before the aweful thrones of eternity
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| A ghastly multitude of haggard spectres
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| Countless victims of the vast crimes of humanity
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| Have gathered around the gates of the underworld
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| Entreating for retribution
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| The filth and corruption
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| Of the sins of all mankind
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| Enshrouding our skies with an impervious evil
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| The impeccable stars
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| Deny their luminescence unto the wicked
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| The immaculate stars are revolted
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| From the vile rites our homage pays
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| We have become the shame of our creators
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| Disavowed, disowned, renounced
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| The gods have turned away in disgust
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| We who have dared to ape the grandeur
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| Of the great company of the gods
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| Striving vainly at rivalship
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| With they who hold the universe in chains
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| Sekhmet whose fierce eye is the burning sun
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| From whose mouth bursts forth cataracts of fire
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| Laments not for our fate
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| When finally the aged Ra repents of his failed creations
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| Exhausting his core
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| Violently igniting in agonizing death throes
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| Consuming our barren and scorched earth
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| In a blinding flash of incandescence
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| We who dared to covet the immortality of the gods
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| Envious of their dominion over the cosmos
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| It availeth us naught
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| The imperishable stars are sickened
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| They shun and despise the perverse abomination
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| That is humankind
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| They shun and despise the perverse abomination
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| That is humankind |