A hymn for the praise of the setting sun
In ancient Egypt my home
Child of Horus catch the morning star

To the Elysian fields we will go

The god at the top of the staircase

The usurper that weighs our hearts
In your court I deliver my soul
To be coming forth by day


North, south, east and west
My bones lay all around

My shadow will soon get rest
To higher ground I'll be bound


In the temple of the dead

I am the moongod

who dwelleth among the dead
I shall not perish in heaven or earth
I've cleft the horizon,

I've passed through the underworld
I have divided the heavens
and scattered the gloom of night


To sail the northern heaven
With the sacred eye of stars

The white crown I bear forever
The immortality of my soul