Meresamun Faro s Passion

The afterglow was going down
Beyond the purple desert sands
While through acacia garden’s ground
She stepped like Goddess steppes.

She seemed so solemn as she walked
Towards the faro’s palace
Meresamun – tops maid she was
The masterpiece of Amun.

It was the order for herself
To face the august regal throne
Ta-Kemet’s lord by it was held
The mightiest fearsome ever known.

Once caught this charming woman’s eye
He’s heart flamed with a fervor
Likewise ablaze that lust inside
To have world at his feet forever.

Then standing ruefully face to king
She wailful canto started sing:
“Each one possesed by his own passion,
But fatal’s total reign possession…”

This angel’s chanting spread around
The silent kinglike hall
So lovely faro had it found,
But glance her was so cold…

“Maid, heed my words, I am the king
By will of gods my reign I hold
Fate’s lord I’m ruling everything
With only word enslaving world!

I am immortal: my king’s gift
I have. And got my deity!
Be my concubine for night shifts,
Or be my slave forever thee.

“Greed’s harmful” – then she answered him, -
“Gods sent me here to warn you, faro -
The death be payment if you’ll mean
Things pursue not belong to emperor.”

With last one of the words she spelled
Flew weirdley far the palace hall
Her silhouette dispersed with gleam,
With last sun ray in garden fall …

In fit of rage king left his throne
Across that maid he ran trough grath…
That eve flamen’s plot would be hold:
Kill there tyrant them oppressed…