The Seven Gates by Arkan
The Seven Gates lyrics
To the dwelling of Erkalla's god
Daughter of sin is determined to go
enthralled, she harks unto the cries
And opean her ears to the great below
Sparkling stones fastened to her breast
A Gold ring Around her wrist
If she won't return
A lament for her by the ruins
Over the door and bolt dust has settled
Go, gatekeeper let her in
Strip off and take away her crown
Such are the rites if the mistress
Stripped of means and naked
Helpless as the day she was born
Inanna turned into a green
Decaying slab of meat
Escape
From the underworld
Decrease in
In fertility on earth
God of wisdom, grieved and troubled
Great helper of humankind
Scrapes the dirt under your fingernails
Give the food and the water of life
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