A Song For Ea
I sought after gold, but I found it not my rules are found by the Conclave of Ur
I am the coxswain, as I shall valiantly face the dangers with my chariot, I am declared!
I discover its foundations require cavernous mining in the primal basis
Enlil exhumes my unearthing and makes a sudden decision after Anu arrives
Shar shadi il enlil ana kakkab shu gi ikabbi
You are falling into the squalls spirit fills itself with the tint of the teaching
Messengers of Namtar drink from your toxic well and sink in the flood of black miasma drunkenness
You are neither male nor female don’t break the pledge of the zephyr
The broad corrals, high enclosures a myriad of portals
Evil it is: Nanna is nigh tear the wives from embrace of man
Snatch the child from knees of mothers opening the flaps of time
Seven, you are in midst of the deep
MA.GUR.UR.NU.AB.ZU
Silence is the slaughter and the seal is the crown
On sacramental grounds, feign as creatures of the Light
And the body of the night turned out in daylight to be yours
Order and kindness don’t exist like a wing without a bird
And the body of the night turned out in daylight to be yours
Order and kindness don’t exist like a tongue without a mouth a myriad of portals
At last, my slog is Home to the Tides Tablet of Fate obtained
As once, my trek is deftly guided Blue-hued Antu: our way
The Water Thruster The Tester’s Sunbeam The Giant Kishar
Tablet of Fate attained The Hammered Bracelet Deleted Weapons A Lucid Pathway
To all who assemble, My words of command are in the hands of Bane
To all who assemble, My words of command are in the hands of Bane
Now that I have your face by heart, I look more at your features being the First
You are the perturbing tempest and the worst of all Inrush!
Gathering speed as it blows O’ Imhullu
To the Abzu, you will follow Scowl of Waters
Now that I have your voice by heart, I glance more at your features being the Fourth
You are the distressing Shibbu and the worst of all Indraft!
Now that I have your heart by heart
Never Blow Out The Eastern Candle
Never Blow Out The Eastern Candle
Your five-fold kiss was rather invoking;
Beside the chancel is your unphallic wand,
And use it wisely in order to fly.
MOONFIRE! ALLAXITOS!
My jewel is the lust from your kiss;
Your breasts made me the lover of the three-fold locus,
So take thy hand and join me for elixir,
And we shall ride the portentous serpent tonight.
Your five fold tongue has defiled me,
I'm stranded by the tree of Storax
Thus, we banish your unphallic wand,
In order to make our nexus ecstasy
MOONFIRE! CUM TO ME.
ALLAXITOS! CUM WITH THEE.
NEVER BLOW OUT THE EASTERN CANDLE!
NEVER BLOW OUT THE EASTERN CANDLE!
NEVER BLOW OUT THE EASTERN CANDLE FOREVER
Girra's Temple
This is for you temple in the earth
A beacon of fire a shrine for Eridu
The moon's bright trace a pathway to your vault
Your spell is close its light holds a face
The Sun still sleeps while the ancient ones return
Here stands the mighty chantry inlaid with black-blue lapis
You're seized by the Ushum-Gal enclosed in Girra's Temple
Sirrush is flying over storming over Neti's gates
Ea awaits your arrival inside...
The seeds have been planted a long, long time ago
Early, utopian visions you can only fantasize
One abyss: one temple one mind: one design
In course of the setting Sun you can only realize
Bashmu! Sirrush! Ea! Narr Marratu!
Narr Marratu! Ea! Kingu! Lakhmu!
Lakhamu! Lakhmu! Lakhamu!
From Ancient Times (Starless Skies Burn to Ash)
Blazing to their pikes turning to dust
Gusting with the wind they (still) dream of an older delusion
Reigning, raining dampening the empire
Their excursion burns with the ashes
Calm lakes mirrored glistening everywhere
They rove through the waters and fires
Silent seas paused enlightening low light
Their visions for imperishability
The weakened flesh expecting downfall
Their ashes spread through lightless, starless skies
The Eminence not expecting wind
They (now) think of a newer illusion
PRAISE The ancient times
AS EARTH equates their end
COMMAND the ancient times
LIKE TARA shall never pretend
DIES Irae, dies illa
QUIDQUID latet adparebit
NIL inultum remanebit
DEPOSE towards ancient times
The Coming Of War
Evil summoned to war eternal conquest for power
Gathering armies of death to fight and kill at will
Sinister weapons of war piercing metal and man
Warriors mounted on steeds ride out into the mist
Awaiting the signal to attack swords clash and men fall to their death
Aimless pawn only to die by my hand battle cry blood stains upon his chest
Endless eternal pain thousands die for a king
Wretched weary souls raging battle never ends
Hatred inflicting death destroying the weak at heart
Eternity becomes less war has drawn to an end
Overthrown the emperor falls in defeat great halls crack and decay with neglect
Dethroned he cries out in vengeance impaler mark is words of death
Shadows crusades of the past triumph through the fog
Sunsets drip into dusk flows like blood on my blade
Massacre the feckless breed dismiss all empty thrones
Riding, beyond the clouds, damnation ends in despair
Awaiting the signal to attack swords clash and men fall to their death
Aimless pawn only to die by my hand battle cry blood stains upon his chest
Descent To Acheron (Evolving Into The Progression Of Woe)
Pour water on thyself thus shalt thou be a creator of the sun
Charon will inhibit his entrance the fields and dwellings of relapsing ruins
Find thou thyself in every star achieve thou every possibility
Listen! Heed not the siren-voice of thought the fable of river number five
Deliver me athwart the earth forsaken loam of wondrous slumbers
Thee spiritual and thee fertile a spawn of full equilibrium
But whose availeth is in this, for hereby there comenth impair
Facillis descensus Acherni Noctes atque dies patet
Atri ianua Charnus Sed revocare gradun sperasque
Evadere ad aurus, Hoc opus, hic labor est.
There was not a formal sepulcher not one sector for the interment
Throth with thee empire of hope all effects are welcome to Styx
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