Lost in a land in the middle of nowhere Body bolted to the gournd Trunk-liquor dries in sores Unsupported on mothers floor Impossible to stand the heat Ants be...

When an heir is born, he is heard to mourn And when ought is to befall That ancient line in the pale of moonshine He walks from all to hall His form you may tr...

The man of Ea am I The mand of Dakima am I The messanger of Markuk am I My spell is the spell of Ea My incantation is the incantaion of Marduk The circle of Ea...