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Gilgamesh
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The Curse of Akkade
feel the embrace of my fury our mighty horns crack the sacred walls like a sandstorm quick and deadly our sounds declare war unto enlils realms burn the priests, devastate the halls let the fire kill and embrace destruction for blood and gold since ancient times we've been your slaves resolution is complete enslaved by the gods we'll never loose our dignity reign shall be mine so stand strong sons of akkad wipe the ashes away and hoist the banners of blood and glory defilement a god on his knees Akkades towers of might shall be cursed till his reckoning the sun darkens as I stand on the Ekur and in one moment of stillness I touch the sky and renounce the gods I'm Naram Sin king over the the bridges of eden since ancient times we've been your slaves resolution is complete and on the throne of time I shall reign for eternity so stand strong sons of akkad wipe the ashes away and hoist the banners of blood and glory defilement 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 a god on his knees Akkades towers of might shall be cursed till his reckoning you who dared to assault the Ekur - it is Enlil whom you assaulted, Akkade, you who dared assault the Ekur - it is Enlil whom you assaulted may your grain return to its furrows, cursed by Ashnan, (may famine kill the people of that city,) may your butcher, butcher his child instead, (you who dared aussault the Ekur) may the poor hurl their precious children into the water, (Akkad, it is Enlil whom you assaulted) may famine kill the people of that city, Naram Sin, face the curse of Akkade so what you preach is what you get eternal fire for the tyrants and the wicked ones behold the blackened sun when you follow the path up to the forbidden secrets of your life... why do we exist? who are we? Nothing more but a shallow whisper in the cycles of time cycles thy overbearance shall not reign neither offspring nor the seed from a god of man I am the void in you behold the blackened sun soars above your mundane corpse stars arise on the burning firmament when one is all and we are one so stand strong sons of akkad wipe the ashes away and hoist the banners of blood and glory defilement a god on his knees Akkades towers of might shall be cursed till his reckoning
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