Desert Battles - Arallu

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 whores!

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 cunt

That has dared to come and attack my land.