Come ye, come now, hither lies the remnants of frailty.
Withering petals of putrefied roses decay in darkness,
And the brilliance of forget shines everlastingly.
Raw is the flesh of the weak, dead is their macabre incest.
Forever the wind will blow from the North,
Blooms of defected matter springing from the Tree,
A forgotten maggot left to rot without word or worth.
The sun has settled, the moon has risen; now the world shall see:
When challenged with the Truth, no man can stand to stare
Into the eyes of the son of Anu, Enki.