[Lyrical Magick: Proscriptor, Voice: Proscriptor, Bass: Equitant]
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[1st Verse]
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Laughter from Esharra is convincing, but unclaimed.
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The last of Ka drifts across the river
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- Our sky outside has not been named.
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Two Ugalla-demons start their battle
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- Tempest of the creek is floored in flames.
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Winds of Imhullu foretold their weather
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- Sea-dwelling floods reply without names.
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Taste the salty tides of the Apzu
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- Alight seven tablets wearing steel of lame.
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Laughter from Esharra is convincing, but unclaimed.
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[Chorus]
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6000 years past away to let the Utu tribes hear the lying words against
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Azzta's truth.
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6000 years past away to let the Utu tribes hear the lying words against
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Azzta's truth.
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6000 years past away to let the Utu tribes hear the lying words against
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Azzta's truth.
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Ea's eye is the way........
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[Repeat 1st Verse]
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[Lead: Shaftel]
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[Bridge]
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We are the ones who know the mountain passes,
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and we'll search the battlefields,
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in order to FIND THE ESSENTIAL WEAPONS corroded within the tan dust.
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Marduk, Anu, Ellil, and Ea watch us all to test our bold and drastic strength,
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so Tiamat SNEERS WITH THE HATE AND COMMANDS the storm-chariot of the horses.
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Their teeth and heart carry poison to strike us down,
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but cannot fill our veins with venom.
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We warned you twice:
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"WE COMMAND THE MUSHUSSU!"
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"SHARP OF TOOTH AND STRIKE OF FANG!"
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"HORNED SERPENT OF THE UNCLAIMED!"
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"SHINE!"
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[2nd Verse]
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Make a path, fix the hour, and raise the seed
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The dragon's semen is what you drink to be crowned by night
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"Belet-ili, O great pythoness, kiss me!"
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"Belet-ili, O great pythoness, kiss me!"
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With the billowing fog, the abyss speaks below
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Your wings of force cannot warp you through the times
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"Belet-ili, O great pythoness, caress me!"
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"Belet-ili, O great pythoness, caress me!"
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In the ninth aeon, Esharra ceases the laughter
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Then, Imhulla assembles the blazing cycllone
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"Belet-ili, O great pythoness, embrace me!"
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"Belet-ili, O great pythoness, embrace me!"
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Now you are spiritually drunk from the dragon's semen,
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So set your arrow in the bow and coat it with the poison
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"Belet-ili, O great pythoness, clutch me!"
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"Belet-ili, O great pythoness, clutch me!"
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...AND SHINETH UNTO THE COLD COMETH...
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...And Shineth Unto The Cold Cometh...
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| Absu |
