Poem : Egyptian Book of the Dead
 

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せカせЙせカせЙせカせЙせЙせカせЙせカせЙせカ

We now return our souls to the creator,
as we stand on the edge of eternal darkness.
Let our chant fill the void,
in order that others may know.
In the land of the night,
the ship of the sun,
is drawn by the grateful dead.

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せカせЙせカせЙせカせЙせЙせカせЙせカせЙせカ

The Egyptian Book Of The Dead

 

 

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