Today’s death is before me like healing the sick
The going outside after a long illness
Today’s death is before me like the perfume of
Mirth. To the ends of the world where the city
Of Abydos lies Anubis succeeds in guiding the boat
Through the night gallery and the rapids of the river.
The serpent Apophis monstrous brings who hurl at
Themselves. Reptiles with five ravenous heads
Continuously emerge from earth and water. Terrible
Threats full of cries – lamentations of wondering shades

Headless human larvas and enemies of Osiris. To enter
The hall you must pass ten pylons open the gate for
Me be my guide. Nefershem speaks the great last words
I have given bread to all the starving-water to the

Thirsty-clothes to the naked-made him who had no boat
Across the river. I have buried the man who had no children
To enter the hall you must pass ten pylons.
Open the gate for me be my guide.