Khenti Amenti Dead God of the Dead Who was old aeons before the lordship of the Dead Was usurped by Osiris Long before the priests of Asar Forbade the cannibalism of the Dead Those who could not afford to be buried Were to be eaten or burnt Or devoured by crocodiles Or fed to the hyenas and Jackals The seven who work slaughter In the Lake of Fire who feed upon the Dead Who hack necks to pieces Who seize hearts and tear them from breasts I beseech thee Feast not upon my heart Devour not the insides of my skull Gorge not upon my entrails Gnaw not upon my limbs Tear not with your teeth the flesh from my bones I pray to the Four Apes Who sit at the corners of the Lake of Fire Whose mouths vomit forth flames To propitiate the Gods As it was for he who walked forth from the Inferno And wast not burned Let me emerge unscrathed from self immolation Let me be neither seared nor incinerated Let me come forth unmolested Let me not be repeatedly consumed in Pits of Fire Let me walk forth from fire Let me walk forth from flame unscathed