Binded into darkness, the light of night dark,
thousand wounds bleeding to the sea below seas,
Beyond the gates, dead immortals sleep, 
scattered dreamless slumber; stalked, torn and slain.
Without her powers, powers of upper worlds; 
victim of dead stare of the faceless gods
Beyond the gates 
the queen of heaven 
slain by sixty, 
torn by seven
Her sisters death, 
Ereshkigal rejoicing, 
the queen of graves 
in the house of dead
Ceasing procreation, 
as the mortals feel the gods fear…
as the doors of Ganzir 
close behind the morning star