Absu

The old woman of Nippur
Instructs Ninlil to walk the banks of Idnunbirdu
She thrusts he magic (k)
To harvest the mind of the great
mountain-lord Enlil
The bright-eyed king will fall to your anguish
His soul lures the hexagonal room
He who decrees fates - his spirit is caught
His soul lured to the hexagonal room
[ Nunbarshegunu Lyrics ]