At The Gates Of The Marduk's Shrine

Mystic genesis where the light drowns
The ritual incarnates before their damned eyes

Tears of black candles
Spilled the beans over the signs
The blink of those who denies darkness
Disappear on the fog

The stars enlighten the ancestral conjure
Once again the Enuma Elish shall be spelled

At the gates of the Marduk’s temple
Towards the grace of the Marduk’s shrine

Before the eyes of the contemplating BEL
Blood purifies the nocturnal procession

Seven days at the edges of Babylon
Akitu, witness of the purification
Sacrifice grace the fourth day twilight
Souls crying for absolution

Disfigure the creeping designs
To evoke the magnificence of the ancients
Open veins fill the bronze chalice
With the nectar that seals the end of chaos

Resurrection and revenge
Tiamat lies before his bloody feet
Flesh for creation, Triumphant the heir of Anu
Enraptured the tables of destiny

At the gates of the Marduk’s temple
Towards the grace of the Marduk’s shrine

A new procession’s heading
Towards the great shrine of Esagila
Ready to drink the purified blood
Ready to follow the steps of Nabuchadnezzar

Disfigure the creeping designs
To evoke the magnificence of the ancients
Open veins fill the bronze chalice
With the burning crimson nectar of chaos