Inanna with soft step draws the plow 'til her rest
In Gugalanna's sunken light horned moon
The seed of night the blood will yield
As life rends flesh under the banging sword of Gilgamesh

"Sow the seed" hums the black bull in my head
"The earth you walk on will be your grave my son"

A noose of stars chokes our world
This material plane, chaos unfurled
Unstable sword, Gilgamesh in flight
Pierces the womb's pouring starlight

Sow the seed
Walk the earth