Empire - Pathology

Two thirds god one third of man

Enkidu — seven day — the night watchman

For the lord has dreams of disembowelment

Upon cedar mountain the omen revealed

The forest guardian quickly approaches

To raise the dead and devour the living

My throne of empire

Twelve tablets unfold

The future of the netherworld

Shepherds guard sheep

As dark takes the light

Arise from the empire

Only to cheat death

We come with dirt

For building the afterlife

Stand and listen the ghosts

Speak in tongue

Shepherds slaughter sheep

Blood runs through the stones

At your feet

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