Lyrics The Curse of Akkade - Gilgamesh

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