| Ausar Kek |



| "Jealous I am. But what man is not? What man with a lovely wife can say that he has not been jealous Without lying? I slew my brother, flesh of my flesh, But not without cause, For in a drunken stupor, He lay with my bride, What man has not wished to I tortured and fought with his boy, true For in him I saw his father's taint And his mother's sharp tongue And the recklessness of youth But I and my brother are in peace now, Even if my nephew and I are not My brother has no claim on my issue Anpu is MY son No more need to be said I am vindicated by the form of my son Son of his father I am chaos, as freedom is chaos As life is chaos As love is chaos My laughter is the thunder My tears dry to become the golden sands My loneliness fills the barren places I am Setekh, Dark Prince Lord of Strength White Hound of the Wastes Protector of the Ennead and Defender of Kemet." |
