With tears from the well in the mountain

And the gaze from the pestilence hearse

With a voice both whispering and shouting

Come the words that were dug from the Earth

Ashem, Dava!

Ashem, Deva!

By the flowers that bloom on the grave hill

And the acid that frets in the snake

By the hue in the eye of the road kill

Comes a witness between sleep and wake

Namtar! Allatu!

Namtar! Allatu!

Chill my bones with liquid sooth

Fill my mouth with budding youth

By thee smoke wreaths that dance in the darkness

With the scent of the desert night

By the grin of the disinterred carcass

Here's to demons that dwell out of sight

Ashem, Deva!

Namtar! Allatu!