Annihilation of the Wicked

The dominion of Seker
Barren desert of eternal night
Shunned by Ra
Behind the gate
Aha-Neteru
The wastelands of Seker

Eldest lord of impenetrable blackness
Death god of Memphis
He of the darkness and decay of the tomb
He of Rosetau
The mouth of the passage to the underworld

Closely guarded by terrible serpents
Who careth not for his own cult of worshippers

Seker
Ancient and dead
Primeval master of the world below
Remaineth unwitnessed, unseen

Hidden in his secret chamber
His primitive graven image
Like as a hawk-headed man
Shrouded and swathed in tomb wrappings

Standing between a pair of wings
Which issue forth from the back
Of a monstrous serpent
Having two heads
Having two necks and whose tail terminates in a human skull

In thick darkness
Amid violent tempests of unendurable cacophony
His serpents make offerings
Unto his image and live upon their own fire

His servants
Hideous reptiles of terrifying aspect
Whose work is nothing less than the annihilation of the wicked
Consume the bodies of the damned
By flames of liquid fire
They emit from their mouths
And the goddess Quetet Tent
Who liveth on the blood of the dead

On their blocks
They cut into pieces the flesh of the dead
Singing hymns of torture and mutilation to their master
Accompanied by the wailings and anguish of the damned
They wreak destruction upon the wicked
Those who hath not recited the formulae
Nor made the sacrifices
Or who know not the words of power