Cower before me, ye mortals
Like a surging flood
Upon your lands I have descended
The empyrean consort I am
Queen of Queens
Issue of holy womb
I have usurped the temple of Eanna from An
Mount Ebih have I razed to the ground
Devastation spews from mine open mouth
When I speak heaven trembles
With the voice of a raging tempest
Continually thundering
Radiant, adorned throughout with divine powers
Life force of the people
Mine sigil the eight pointed star
Commanding the holy ankar
Covered in terrifying splendor
Before my terrible gaze even the gods dare not stand
Ye mortal men pay heed
Like a dragon I rain blazing fire down upon your domain
Upon the storm I confer strength
All bow low at mine battle cry
I drive them along the path of the house of great lamentation
Violated and defiled was I
Whilst asleep under the poplar tree
In the city of men the coward did hide
Having sworn vengeance
I filled all the wells with blood
I mounted a cloud as a fearsome storm
Having condemned him to death, this I decree
Death to thy flesh and being, but
Immortalized in shame thy name shall be
Passed down through millennia
On lips of poets
Triumphant I stand
Lady supreme over all the lands