Tiamat - Sumerian Cry part III

Sumerian Cry part III

Na iled to a plea sa nt sleep
Under the fullmoon light
Ca lcula ted a ncient knowledge
Of Ara bs wise words
I drea med a bout a temple
I sa w it in my drea ms
A temple ma de of silver
With emera lds a bove
It is in the wood
Spoken by a nima l lips
My sea l a nd my epita ph
It is the Sumeria n Cry
I visited the temple
In my ima gina tions it welcomed my
I tried to understa nd the la ngua ge
And the sumeria n cuneiform
I rea d a bout their gods
And in my drea ms they spoke to me
They showed me the ta blets of fa te
Which since a ba ttle belong to them
It is in the wood
Spoken by a nima l lips
My sea l a nd my epita ph
It is the Sumeria n Cry
Then I sa w the Ancient Ones
Slumbering in their ca ve
My drea ms a nd my nightma res
The liers in wa it bred my fea r
I woke up from my drea ms
The night ha d become da y
Highly strung, rigid a nd struck
I peered through the morning fog
It is in the wood
Spoken by a nima l lips
My sea l a nd my epita ph
It is the Sumeria n Cry