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For the gods
If I could be Mesopotamian and be at the gates of Babylon
May the sun color me and Tiger refresh me...
Along the falling gardens...like heavenly waterfalls...
To be a priestess of Ishtar...
Our cradle of life swings us from Bahrain…
Gods apparently gave us life and a reason to live...
The truth about this is told by an ancient cuneiform script...
And we pray to the Anuaki Gods…
I think we are the good evolution...
And mother Tiamat or Ningil
The stars are our brothers and sisters...
The power is in us, we are not alone...
© Saraswaty-Lilith
May the sun color me and Tiger refresh me...
Along the falling gardens...like heavenly waterfalls...
To be a priestess of Ishtar...
Our cradle of life swings us from Bahrain…
Gods apparently gave us life and a reason to live...
The truth about this is told by an ancient cuneiform script...
And we pray to the Anuaki Gods…
I think we are the good evolution...
And mother Tiamat or Ningil
The stars are our brothers and sisters...
The power is in us, we are not alone...
© Saraswaty-Lilith
