Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Curse of Akkade , by - Gilgamesh. Release date: 05.09.2014
Song language: English
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 |
| 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 |