Interpret:

Morbid Angel

Album:

Formulas Fatal To The Flesh

Before that which is, all was not 
Less the Sweet Waters of Habsu 
Chthhulhu Amah-Ushumgal-Anna 
Triumvirate of Most High 


Spirits of the Deep Waters, remember 
Humbaba, Lord of the Forest, remember 


From the Sweet Bitter all that is came 
Creation of man and their gods 
But man, fashioning overwhelm 
Could not see the Light which he holds 


Spirits of Purifying Flames, remember 
Anunna, Gods of the Skies, remember 
Anunnaki, Judges of Ur, remember 
Anunnaki, Weighers of the Truth, be praised 


The gift of flesh 
Was in fact life's curse 
Although born one in the same 
In Spirit, but the flesh all too coarse 


Discord, among the gods of men 
Although they were brothers 
Diversities grew 
Overshadowing their connection 
On the clearest of days they are 
One in the same 
Pettiest of purpose 
Degenerates things to their crudest form 
Being loathsome to Habsu 
Zi-Zi Badur-Ku-Ku, Kanpa 


Warring, in the Belly of Tiamat 
Brothers do battle 
Principalities of folly 
Disturb the Mummu 
The One Who Bore All Was 
Appalled by their ways 
Her Dream Time was of no peace 
Their fleshly behavior 
Overbeating and proud 
She despised them 
Zi Zi Anunnaki, Kanpa 


The Ways of the Underworld are Perfect 
Not to be questioned by that of the brute 
Clearly beyond the understanding 
Of that which is ruled by the drives of the flesh 
For whom shall then oppose 
The Lights of Asag, Purifying Flames 
Come child, the Anunnaki wait 
Truth is the Weapon no pity it holds 


The ways of the flesh 
Barbaric behavior patterns 
Flesh over Spirit, the motivator of the worthless 
The ways of the flesh 
The evolution is minimal 
I watch as your kingdoms rise and fall 
Causing no effective change 
Your military 
Command structure of impotence 
A gross misuse of force 
By leaders who lack in vision 
Your gods 
Evidence of your weakness 
Your focus is one with delusion 
You worship that which means your end 


Rise up, O Mahummuhu 
The Judgement is passed 
The treachery is clear 
They shalt become empty like the wind 
The emptiest of shells so shall they be 
O Great Mother 
The Armies shall rise with Weapons 
No pity they hold 
From Your Great Mummu 
The Serpents shall come 
Venom for blood 
And the Glory of Gods 


Spirits of the Flames, remember 
Anunna, Gods of the Skies, remember 
Anunnaki, Judges of Ur, remember 
Anunnaki, Weighers of the Truth, be praised 


Mahummuhu Gal-Gal 
Me-Gal-Gal-Zu Ga Hul 
Amah-Ushumgal-Anna 
Me-Gal-Gal-Zu Ga Hul