The Affair of Answan

Ra basks down from his golden orb,
Upon my face I languish for,
Ardent arms descend in delight,
And lavish me in Ankh's pure life.

Allure of the Nile surges deep,
Within my temple that will hold no sleep,
For Isis beckons me this sultry night,
Guided by Osiris's moonlight,

To omnipotently heir upon,
The exotic city of Answan.
Enveloped by Shu's wind and air,
Fate is sealed with this affair.