The Sleep Of Ishtar

Binded into darkness, the light of night dark
Thousand wounds bleeding to the sea below seas
Beyond the gates, dead immortals sleep
Scattered dreamless slumber; stalked, torn and slain

Without her powers, powers of upper worlds;
Victim of dead stare of the faceless gods

Beyond the gates
The queen of heaven
Slain by sixty
Torn by seven

Her sisters death
Ereshkigal rejoicing
The queen of graves
In the house of dead

Ceasing procreation
As the mortals feel the gods fear…
As the doors of Ganzir
Close behind the morning star