Erset la tari - the red temple

Marduk personified, standing in the middle of battle
The Warrior-King fought valiantly
His axe and sword vanquished the opponents
Body upon body, dead upon dead
Walking upon a bloody road of corpses
The Mighty King Eannatum

Bearing the standard of the Illustrius City of Ur
Blessed by God Enlil, glorified by Enki
Was the Victor of the Day
But no man, even the God King himself
Knows the day of his death

Mighty King Eannatum struck in his prime by a treacherous spear
I now descending the maze of shadowy
Erset La Tari

Shadows of No Return over a scorched Land
Blind eyes watch the death of a million men
Ravens of agony consume divine lives
And my song is lost unheard in
Erset La Tari

Oh mighty King, where is your Glory now?
Stripped of clothes, devoid of flesh, with empty sockets
you gaze at the endless darkness
'Tis the Shadowland, 'tis the land of million cries
where million men with million mouths scream
into a nihilistic void. Oh mighty King, enter
Erset La Tari

Shadows of No Return over a scorched Land
Blind eyes watch the death of a million men
Ravens of agony consume divine lives
And my song is lost unheard in
Erset La Tari