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Looked Down Upong With ScornWe Work the Fields of the MastersAnd Share Not the Bounty of the Black EarthDestitute Servile Cast OutAffording No TombWe Shall Be BuriedUnprepared in the SandWe Shall Never Be The Blessed DeadScorned By AsarCondemned at the Weighing of the HeartWe are Exiled from the NetherworldSerpents fall Upon us Dragging us AwayAmmitt Who Teareth the Wicked to PiecesPale Shades of the UnBlessed DeadNone Shall Enter Without the KnowledgeOf the Magickal FormulasWhich is Given to Few to PossessNot for Us to Sekhet AaruOur Souls Will be Cut to Pieces with Sharp KnivesTortured DevouredConsumed in Everlasting FlamesWe Shall Never Be The Blessed Dead[The phrase, 'the Blessed Dead,' is a reference to those who obtain the 'blessed' condition in the afterlife: the beautified condition of eternal lifein the presence of Osiris in the Sekbet-Aaru, or 'Field of Reeds.' Those who had lived a moral life, observed the proper burial rites and procedures, and possessed all the correct magickal spells to navigate the treacherous and horrific Egyptian underworld, who could recite the 42 negative confessions, and whose hearts were found to be pure at the 'Weighing of the Heart,' were then allowed to be 'Osirified' - to become a person like as unto Osiris - and enjoy a pleasant afterlife as ne of the blessed dead.][Proper burial, though, was an expensive undertaking. It was usually afforded only by pharaohs, priests, and the wealthy class. What of those who could not afford the extravagant tombs, mummification, magickal amulets, and costly papurys texts on which were written the necessary spells for successfully navigating the underworld? Even linen, which was used to wrap the mummies, was so expensive in anci