O mother of Marduk who speaks in backwards
They came before memory learned to lie

To wake the sleeping Giants, feel its might
And flood the barren darkness with its light
O holy mother, with eyes unmade
The gods are blind, but still obeyed

The monoliths do not speak
In silence, they weep
But the dust bleeds stories
When you breathe it in
No name left to forget

And in that dark, a hymn is cast
To wake the sleeping Giants, feel its might
And flood the barren darkness with its light
O holy mother, with eyes unmade
The gods are blind, but still obeyed

Long turned to stone
Black monoliths
Rise from the old land