Hear her roar--don't you see, here she comes.
Easy now, don't fret, if she wanted you dead, you'd be dead.
Sekhmet, the lioness, fair to those who deserve it,
fair goddess, no less.
Watchful guardian, behold her might,
no burden escapes her sight.
Bringing forth gifts of healing,
roaring high,
her breath turning the sands,
revealing.
Enter unto prayer,
loyal substitute,
kneel down and join us,
sing and salute.
Behold!
Easy now, don't fret, if she wanted you dead, you'd be dead.
Sekhmet, the lioness, fair to those who deserve it,
fair goddess, no less.
Watchful guardian, behold her might,
no burden escapes her sight.
Bringing forth gifts of healing,
roaring high,
her breath turning the sands,
revealing.
Enter unto prayer,
loyal substitute,
kneel down and join us,
sing and salute.
Behold!
"Behold, I smell the earth before the mighty one.
Behold how I have kept the vigil in the shrine of Sekhmet.
Behold, I am the child, the child of Sekhmet, the lady of the east.
I am with her. I am one with her.
I am Sekhmet and the flames of all those who praise her.
I am the hand of the powerful goddess, wearer of the solar disc. I am the twice beautiful one, more splendid than yesterday.
I am she who goes forth with Ra. I am she.
My hair is the hair of Sekhmet, the golden one. My eyes are the eyes of the lioness.
My ears are the ears of the goddess.
My nose is the nose of she who can sniff out all evil.
My teeth are the fangs, which can devour the darkness
My neck is the neck of the divine goddess.
My hands are the hands with long claws.
My forearms are the forearms of the mighty one.
My backbone is golden and it shines with splendour
My chest is the chest of the mighty one of terror.
My belly and back are the belly and back of Sekhmet.
My buttocks are strong, as the goddess .
My hips and legs are the hips and legs of the goddess
My feet are the clawed feet of the lion goddess.
There is no part of me that is not of the goddess.
I am Sekhmet who cometh forth in the dawn.
I am the power of Ra by day.
I shall not be dragged back by my arms and none shall lay violent hands upon me, lest I destroy them utterly.
Nether man nor god shall hurt me, nor shall the living,
Nor shall the holy dead detain me.
Nor shall the demons destroy me in battle, for I am Sekhmet
And I shall eat off their faces.
I am she who cometh forth.
I am yesterday and I am the seer of millions of years.
I am the power of the divine judge.
I dwell in the east.
I am the lady of eternity, the unveiled one.
My name is created to defy all evil.
I am the flame that shineth in the sanctuary.
I am Sekhmet."
Behold how I have kept the vigil in the shrine of Sekhmet.
Behold, I am the child, the child of Sekhmet, the lady of the east.
I am with her. I am one with her.
I am Sekhmet and the flames of all those who praise her.
I am the hand of the powerful goddess, wearer of the solar disc. I am the twice beautiful one, more splendid than yesterday.
I am she who goes forth with Ra. I am she.
My hair is the hair of Sekhmet, the golden one. My eyes are the eyes of the lioness.
My ears are the ears of the goddess.
My nose is the nose of she who can sniff out all evil.
My teeth are the fangs, which can devour the darkness
My neck is the neck of the divine goddess.
My hands are the hands with long claws.
My forearms are the forearms of the mighty one.
My backbone is golden and it shines with splendour
My chest is the chest of the mighty one of terror.
My belly and back are the belly and back of Sekhmet.
My buttocks are strong, as the goddess .
My hips and legs are the hips and legs of the goddess
My feet are the clawed feet of the lion goddess.
There is no part of me that is not of the goddess.
I am Sekhmet who cometh forth in the dawn.
I am the power of Ra by day.
I shall not be dragged back by my arms and none shall lay violent hands upon me, lest I destroy them utterly.
Nether man nor god shall hurt me, nor shall the living,
Nor shall the holy dead detain me.
Nor shall the demons destroy me in battle, for I am Sekhmet
And I shall eat off their faces.
I am she who cometh forth.
I am yesterday and I am the seer of millions of years.
I am the power of the divine judge.
I dwell in the east.
I am the lady of eternity, the unveiled one.
My name is created to defy all evil.
I am the flame that shineth in the sanctuary.
I am Sekhmet."
Sekhmet sat upon her throne,
she was alone.
Watching humanity unfold,
staying young,
as the rest turned old.
She kept an eye for trouble,
watching over the wars,
and staring up to the sky,
as the planets converged,
alongside dancing stars.
Keeping to herself,
she was weary,
wouldn't let someone slip,
test those waters dreary.
She would never back down from a fight--
Blood!
Spraying along the sands of Egypt,
but always staying afloat the flood.
she was alone.
Watching humanity unfold,
staying young,
as the rest turned old.
She kept an eye for trouble,
watching over the wars,
and staring up to the sky,
as the planets converged,
alongside dancing stars.
Keeping to herself,
she was weary,
wouldn't let someone slip,
test those waters dreary.
She would never back down from a fight--
Blood!
Spraying along the sands of Egypt,
but always staying afloat the flood.
Hit and miss,
those who were jealous,
amiss.
Seeing her status--
above!
Much more powerful,
she was beloved.
Carried herself proudly,
too much at stake,
never backing down--
her roar always speaking loudly.
She did not know--
who was that?
Is someone watching,
from afar?
Ah, he was recognizable,
perhaps!
His eyes covered, no color--
just blacks.
Inquiry needed to be made,
not yet!
Busy with work,
too much to do,
but was he a threat?
those who were jealous,
amiss.
Seeing her status--
above!
Much more powerful,
she was beloved.
Carried herself proudly,
too much at stake,
never backing down--
her roar always speaking loudly.
She did not know--
who was that?
Is someone watching,
from afar?
Ah, he was recognizable,
perhaps!
His eyes covered, no color--
just blacks.
Inquiry needed to be made,
not yet!
Busy with work,
too much to do,
but was he a threat?
Danced circles around him,
once met,
saw his eyes directly,
was it Set?
No, it was a different aura
he carried--
Much more darker,
and empty.
Taken aback, but calmly,
she had someone to be loved,
so proudly.
A world unlike another,
but hers,
made from her essence,
personal affairs.
Did this figure know much about her,
she wondered,
have only met briefly,
and so her heart thundered.
once met,
saw his eyes directly,
was it Set?
No, it was a different aura
he carried--
Much more darker,
and empty.
Taken aback, but calmly,
she had someone to be loved,
so proudly.
A world unlike another,
but hers,
made from her essence,
personal affairs.
Did this figure know much about her,
she wondered,
have only met briefly,
and so her heart thundered.
A goddess,
a mother,
was this strange figure worth the bother?
Plenty busy with her offspring,
juggling life--
Would this figure be worth it,
would he be proven worth to be King?
Nothing stood in her way,
or her child's,
but meeting this goddess was not mild.
A task only worthy of a strong opponent,
would this strange figure be the right component?
a mother,
was this strange figure worth the bother?
Plenty busy with her offspring,
juggling life--
Would this figure be worth it,
would he be proven worth to be King?
Nothing stood in her way,
or her child's,
but meeting this goddess was not mild.
A task only worthy of a strong opponent,
would this strange figure be the right component?
"Why do you dress like so,
pitch black?
Are you ashamed to show
every weakness, every crack?"
"This is no cover, I prefer the dark,
here in this vessel,
I will judge your heart."
"Is that a scale, in your pocket?
Or are you happy to see me,"
she joked, staring at his empty eye sockets.
Anubis said nothing, sitting next to her, observing.
"Are you tense, you do not look comfortable--"
"Goddess, you are insufferable."
The Jackal and The Lioness had met,
while from the shadows he observed--
the other God named Set.
The two had been at war recently,
fighting for the land,
each one trying to get the upper hand.
Anubis burned upon Set his mark,
a bastardization of a monarch.
A curse he laid upon his vessel,
now Set would have to surrender,
retreat to his temple.
Meanwhile Anubis followed Sekhmet,
whenever she resided,
he would never want to forget.
And slowly the god stopped judging her heart
against the feather,
because there was something new upon the chart.
There upon his scale,
he balanced his own,
Sekhmet had stolen something,
and watched over him from her throne.
pitch black?
Are you ashamed to show
every weakness, every crack?"
"This is no cover, I prefer the dark,
here in this vessel,
I will judge your heart."
"Is that a scale, in your pocket?
Or are you happy to see me,"
she joked, staring at his empty eye sockets.
Anubis said nothing, sitting next to her, observing.
"Are you tense, you do not look comfortable--"
"Goddess, you are insufferable."
The Jackal and The Lioness had met,
while from the shadows he observed--
the other God named Set.
The two had been at war recently,
fighting for the land,
each one trying to get the upper hand.
Anubis burned upon Set his mark,
a bastardization of a monarch.
A curse he laid upon his vessel,
now Set would have to surrender,
retreat to his temple.
Meanwhile Anubis followed Sekhmet,
whenever she resided,
he would never want to forget.
And slowly the god stopped judging her heart
against the feather,
because there was something new upon the chart.
There upon his scale,
he balanced his own,
Sekhmet had stolen something,
and watched over him from her throne.
So Anubis one day came knocking,
upon her altar left a prayer,
and she came out walking,
no time to spare.
They locked each other's eyes,
and saw the reflection--
what is love at first sight,
but the perfect plague--
an infection?
They took each other--
an embrace,
and with loud roars and howls,
there started the infamous race.
A beautiful chase--
for everything that fell apart,
reconstructed upon its place.
Anubis turned sand into roses,
each one as colorful,
and in different poses.
A Garden for his goddess,
somewhere to Seek Her Out,
to find himself,
and reach solace.
For Anubis would get stuck sometimes--
repetition--
was it because Set was still free,
was this still his mission?
A raging fire inside him set aflame,
but all Anubis wanted,
was for it to be tamed.
And Time passed,
as it always does,
observing close,
but from afar.
Anubis and Sekhmet reunited,
taking Sekhmet's offspring for excitement.
It was Sekhmet's favorite pyramid,
but watch out!
Inside it's walls laid a maze,
a hideout!
Anubis had never seen this architecture,
Sekhmet promised fun,
no more literature.
Anubis observed,
thinking of his scale,
wondering if this moment would be worthy,
against the feather--
but something distracted him,
for a second,
Sekhmet's furious roar,
shaking the walls,
it was an insolent pest,
that was testing her patience once more.
Anubis didn't think twice,
he offered himself,
he would take the place of target,
to protect the offspring,
this moment would be weighed as well.
So he walked towards the pest that had provoked Sekhmet's fury,
held out his scale, and stared into the human's eyes,
"Let's weight your heart against the feather of Ma'at,
should you be worthy,
I won't be devouring your heart."
The pest looked at him, and scoffed,
he wasn't afraid of his vessel,
human form, it was soft.
But then Anubis revealed himself,
and judged him,
the human pest was not worthy.
"The scales have judged you, human,
and now for your actions,
you will be ruined."
Sekhmet from a distance observed confused,
holding her offspring in her arms,
she wondered, amused.
Anubis came back to her,
the human's soul now departed,
and they looked at each other,
and walked forward,
out to travel to her garden.
"You did not have to do that, Anubis,"
said she.
"No one should disrespect you, or your offspring,"
said he.
Anubis and Sekhmet from this moment forth would encounter themselves once more,
despite living apart,
far as Time always chose,
and so goes on the lore.
For Time is a fickle thing,
but a monster of a god,
Anubis and Sekhmet would reunite,
even with Set still watching from the shadows,
jealous and plotting,
and for this--
Time would applaud.
upon her altar left a prayer,
and she came out walking,
no time to spare.
They locked each other's eyes,
and saw the reflection--
what is love at first sight,
but the perfect plague--
an infection?
They took each other--
an embrace,
and with loud roars and howls,
there started the infamous race.
A beautiful chase--
for everything that fell apart,
reconstructed upon its place.
Anubis turned sand into roses,
each one as colorful,
and in different poses.
A Garden for his goddess,
somewhere to Seek Her Out,
to find himself,
and reach solace.
For Anubis would get stuck sometimes--
repetition--
was it because Set was still free,
was this still his mission?
A raging fire inside him set aflame,
but all Anubis wanted,
was for it to be tamed.
And Time passed,
as it always does,
observing close,
but from afar.
Anubis and Sekhmet reunited,
taking Sekhmet's offspring for excitement.
It was Sekhmet's favorite pyramid,
but watch out!
Inside it's walls laid a maze,
a hideout!
Anubis had never seen this architecture,
Sekhmet promised fun,
no more literature.
Anubis observed,
thinking of his scale,
wondering if this moment would be worthy,
against the feather--
but something distracted him,
for a second,
Sekhmet's furious roar,
shaking the walls,
it was an insolent pest,
that was testing her patience once more.
Anubis didn't think twice,
he offered himself,
he would take the place of target,
to protect the offspring,
this moment would be weighed as well.
So he walked towards the pest that had provoked Sekhmet's fury,
held out his scale, and stared into the human's eyes,
"Let's weight your heart against the feather of Ma'at,
should you be worthy,
I won't be devouring your heart."
The pest looked at him, and scoffed,
he wasn't afraid of his vessel,
human form, it was soft.
But then Anubis revealed himself,
and judged him,
the human pest was not worthy.
"The scales have judged you, human,
and now for your actions,
you will be ruined."
Sekhmet from a distance observed confused,
holding her offspring in her arms,
she wondered, amused.
Anubis came back to her,
the human's soul now departed,
and they looked at each other,
and walked forward,
out to travel to her garden.
"You did not have to do that, Anubis,"
said she.
"No one should disrespect you, or your offspring,"
said he.
Anubis and Sekhmet from this moment forth would encounter themselves once more,
despite living apart,
far as Time always chose,
and so goes on the lore.
For Time is a fickle thing,
but a monster of a god,
Anubis and Sekhmet would reunite,
even with Set still watching from the shadows,
jealous and plotting,
and for this--
Time would applaud.
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