Nailed to a pleasant sleep
Under the fullmoon light
Calculated ancient knowledge
Of Arab's wise words
I dreamed about a temple
I saw it in my dreams
A temple made of silver
With emeralds above
It is in the wood
Spoken by animal lips
My seal and my epitaph
It is the Sumerian Cry
I visited the temple
In my imaginations it welcomed me
I tried to understand their language
And the sumerian cuneiform
I read about their gods
And in my dreams they spoke to me
They showed me the tablets of fate
Which since a battle belong to them
Then I saw the Ancient Ones
Slumbering in their cave
My dreams became nightmares
The liers in wait bred my fear
I woke up from my dreams
The night had become day
Highly strung, rigid and struck
I peered through the morning fog
Tiamat - Sumerian Cry (Part III) Lyrics
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Nailed to a pleasant sleep
Under the fullmoon light
Calculated ancient knowledge
Of Arab's wise words
I dreamed about a temple
I saw it in my dreams
A temple made of silver
With emeralds above
It is in the wood
Spoken by animal lips
My seal and my epitaph
It is the Sumerian Cry
I visited the temple
In my imaginations it welcomed me
I tried to understand their language
And the sumerian cuneiform
I read about their gods
And in my dreams they spoke to me
They showed me the tablets of fate
Which since a battle belong to them
Then I saw the Ancient Ones
Slumbering in their cave
My dreams became nightmares
The liers in wait bred my fear
I woke up from my dreams
The night had become day
Highly strung, rigid and struck
I peered through the morning fog
Under the fullmoon light
Calculated ancient knowledge
Of Arab's wise words
I dreamed about a temple
I saw it in my dreams
A temple made of silver
With emeralds above
It is in the wood
Spoken by animal lips
My seal and my epitaph
It is the Sumerian Cry
I visited the temple
In my imaginations it welcomed me
I tried to understand their language
And the sumerian cuneiform
I read about their gods
And in my dreams they spoke to me
They showed me the tablets of fate
Which since a battle belong to them
Then I saw the Ancient Ones
Slumbering in their cave
My dreams became nightmares
The liers in wait bred my fear
I woke up from my dreams
The night had become day
Highly strung, rigid and struck
I peered through the morning fog