- cifra
Come!
Approach!
My trusty jackal's nose
Don't try to lie
Cause I can smell your hide
Leave your body
Leave this body now
Your face can stay
Upon this golden mask you made
The brave in heart
Can claim eternal life
My scales of truth
Will need sufficient proof
Their balance depends
On how your soul weighs
To walk with gods
The jaws of chaos you must pass
Anubis
My soul is so light
And as this feather I can fly
Anubis
Don't let me wither and die
I am proud for what I am
The guardian of the dead
Appointed by the gods
To be their final judge
Anubis
Don't let me wither and die
