Tuesday, November 6, 2007

the call for the mad arab

IA! IA! ZI AZAG!
IA! IA! ZI AZKAK!
IA! IA! KUTULU ZI KUR!
IA! where of the earth black and off you have tread and wrote. And hath thee no protection from ANU? else how art thou be torn across the vast space of the outside? Of which hath thee kept closed? where the ancient ones lay alseep and awaits...or have thee left that to us along with thy unfinished words. I wonder at thy passing at the gate ARZIR, and indeed hath thou survive the realms of the foul IGIGI? ah, forgive me by motality a mortal. For I am with little manners, but words spoken ...with judgement. I sound the name of the commander of legions the wind demons as you did who fought the ancient tiamat alongside with marduk kurios, and it's name in fifth is luggaldimmerankia ! ! ! ! in which take me ! ! ! ! which you could have done?

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