Let not my corpse rot in the Necropolis
Let not my crimes be raised against me while in the earth
Make my flesh and bones safe from maggots
And any false god who trespasses my tomb

You whose heart has been seized
Save me from the ravages of decay
The crawling fiends who take away limbs
Corpses who deny the inevitable truth
The lifetime of Osiris is the sky and theirs is the ground

Save me from those imprisoned in the Duat
Who know not yet they are already dead

Save me from the rotting dead
Who sleep inside their corpses
Whose breath becomes fire inside their water
At whose burning the sea rises at dawn

Grant me the immolating flame
Burn my sarcophagus
In opposition to the Lords of eternity
I beg you
Prevent my corpse from putrefying in the realm of the dead
I burn
The lifetime of Osiris is the sky and theirs is the ground