Ithyphallic کے بول

As for mine enemies The sun shall impede the beating of their hearts And blind their eyes Let the shades of my fathers Curse their faces Let the eye of sekhmet Send the violence of the sun Down upon their heads Let searing torrents of fire Descend upon their brow Let flames immolate their places of sleeping Let the eye of sekhmet Cause their hearts to burst into flames Let carnivorous dogs consume their entrails As for mine enemies Let their charred ashes Be as discarded refuse Lying forgotten in the desert Let their shades not rise again Let my curses be heard Let my will be as menthu the bull Potent to create And savage to slay those whom I hath cursed Let my wrath be terrible And my vengeance unmerciful Anoint my phallus with the blood of the fallen