Hail to thee, Eriskigal, Goddess of Death and Suffering. By thy hand, all mortals are brought low. All men cower before the lidless eye of time. In your halls, all living beings bow in submission to the Great Eternal Night. Oh Eriskigal, thy torment proceeds from the very stars above, falling deep beneath the world of men. Come now Mortal, and share in my eternal embrace. Close your eyes, and feel the lips of Death upon thee.