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The Curse of Akkad
06:41
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Tell me Akkad, who knocks on your gates?
How proud became you that even with so much you'd dare demand more.
The bells of the watch ring, the barbarians have come.
The Gutians of Zagros will murder and plunder until there is none.
Prepare yourselves for the coming doom
No sacrifice the pantheon will desire.
From the days of Sargon, the Gods were with you
Naram-Sin dared to call himself God, such hubris is what broke your stride.
He attacked Enlil's temple, so your people anguish
The east winds scorch, and the fields yield ash as your children and animals die.
Your history is written in stone
This empire will fade away.
The wailing of women is heard in the streets
as death prowls about like a wraith
If only their king had not swollen with greed,
then they would not have suffered this fate.
The gift of the gods not lightly be taken,
nor honor & power be marred.
Take heed, oh feeble men of the future,
lest you suffer the curse of Akkad.
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Terror in Thrace
05:56
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Piercing through the fields like a sword,
she breathes cold fear.
Blood and scars across him are scoured,
his sights unclear.
She remembers her husband's death cry,
her child's tears.
But tonight her kin will defy,
their revenge severe.
Ransom for life, a priest in her stable.
Hope in this strife, Terror in Thrace.
UGH!
She broke through the gates of the church,
sword in her hands.
Breeding fear in the defiant priest,
shouts her demands.
Shallow breaths as he lies on the floor,
blood on her gown.
Soldiers find the church disarrayed,
priest nowhere found.
Her family will eat, no more starvation.
I am Bludwyn: the Terror of Thrace
Come to take what is rightfully mine
UGH!
Take the hurt right back to the Romans
The Goths begin their revolution.
Spears will pierce the Roman Empire
The Goths will set Thrace on fire.
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Sargon the Conqueror
06:02
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You'll bear my wrath upon your lands
Your oppressed and tired shall be free
Your cities shall burn, and your gold shall be mine
Your fighters and warriors will bleed
I descend on your throne, with my mace by my side
Ishtar has bless me from on high
So call on your banners, great Lugal-Zage-Si
but in the end you'll surely die
Forward I march, my loyal at hand
Your flag will burn
Armies they flee, servants shout praise
Crown me your king, forever and ever
The Gods have chosen my rule to arise
from the waters of Euphrates
My empire grows vast, for its hundred year reign
from the Middle to the Persian seas
Pearls, Cedar, Silver and Bronze
displaying the strength of my empire
Gaze upon my glory and fly, you foes
for I wield Zababa's fire.
Conquered of lands, obey my commands (I AM SARGON)
Give love and fear, from far and from near (I AM SARGON)
Those who resist, cease and desist (I AM SARGON)
Run them aground, spill blood all around (I AM SARGON)
The son of a priestess, my birth was low
The love of a goddess, my fate was set
Kings mocked my ambition, they questioned my strength
When armies oppose me, the rivers run red
Peace I have brought to the country I've wrought (I AM SARGON)
Prosperity to all, for the great and the small (I AM SARGON)
Tribes far and wide, for my banner they ride (I AM SARGON)
Remember my name, for legend and for fame (I AM SARGON)
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