The detestable xul

Is chained to Ninnigal

Acknowledge the prayers

Subsequent to earth

The seventh gate of Nana-

'Outcry thy sin!',

While the sixth portal of Lord Mastema opens wide.

Nana: God of the Moon: I convoke to thee.

Our terra firma regrets burning the scriptures

An abyss will seek menace towards the reign once again.

Ostentation of your heart is

A heart filled with lunar parallaxes

If you look,

The elders anticipate the arrival

...Of the black and amoral innocents

If you look,

The Celestial Pantheon will burn

...Burns the prediction of persecution