Luyện nghe bài hát Tribunal of the Dead

I fear I may have out with the regime
An enemy of the
My name is written amongst the
On a clay of a bound human captive

I bring incense to appease the forthy two
The of the dead
I bring natron the imbibing of which

Thot who osiris
mine enemies in the presence of every god and godess

In the presence of the great
In heliopolis on that night of
Of the slaughter of those who

In the presence of the great
In on the night of the festival
Of the numbering of the

In the presence of the great
is on the road of the dead
In the presence of he is nothing
On the night of the devastation

Lords of lords of the west
Who pass upon the dead
Who instill in those who have wrought wickedness

I come that you may drive out the evil which is in me
All that I done before the lords of eternity
Since I came from the womb

Let me be cleansed by
Let no evil lay talon or claw me
Let my not be devoured