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They wrap you in gauze 

and set you in the sarcophagus 

Begin your descension

into the underworld

Depart from the flesh 

to the place of judgement 

Leave behind this husk

for them to find

The tomb is sealed

for a millennia

The air grows foul 

and stale

Death leaves behind nothing

pleasant

False idols cannot bring you

back from the dead

The soul is damned to dwell

with the dogs

Tartarus is filled

to the brim