After decades of war
Seeing Babylon turn to dust
I received my rest, as my elders did before
Now, fighting is my speciality
After many years of battles
And hundreds of wars
I prevailed!!
My time to relax has arrived
I sit on my throne, tasting the finest grapes
The robe on my shoulders covers
The blood-stained sword strapped to my side
As my soldiers enjoy the victory party
MARUTUKKU by my right
ASHARUALIM to my left
Their shields aside as they take
Pleasure from the dance
Of Babylonian who*es!
The sweet sounds of the desert wind vanished
When the guard burst in, shouting: "WAR!"
Both ASHARUALIM and MARUTUKKU
Stood between the Butchered and the door
Awaiting the new rival
My commands are now clear...
GILMA is to serve me the head of the c*nt
That has dared to come and attack my land