Carving the Fires of Akhet
King of the North, King of the South The golden age of Memphis is born to dominate The order is at hand. The canon of Maat has been decreed The feeble shall kneel, the cunning will be enslaved For I, the unifier of the two lands For I, the conqueror of chaos I am the son of God in human form, descendant Bestowed to claim the throne and assail any dissentient The order is at hand, as all the heads will bow in humility The feeble shall kneel, as Horus engulfs thy mortality For I, the unifier of the two lands For I, the conquеror of chaos Carving the fires of Akhet Writing thy glory in flamеs O Ra all-seeing! Attest! As I lay this sacrifice to thee Drink from the calice of blood In the presence of thy holiness Invoke the protector, Horus, to bless the land of eternal Memphis I have seen the forms of being, of the Horizon God in (the) heavens I endowed his crowns, which were upon his head I bear the sign of Uraeus-Serpent There if not equivocation therein, I am the chosen one For I, the unifier of the two lands For I, the conqueror of chaos
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 27, 2026
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