Tremble, O ye dwellers by the sea
From the sea shall come your doom
Grovel, O ye worshipers of secrets
You shall know the hour of your doom
Blind yourselves, O ye who see what is hidden
You have looked upon what must not be seen
Weep, O ye who follow the Prince of Fate
Your cries will not save you from the wrath of his foes
Repent, O ye who gather in Anudnabia
Cast your lot into the sea and perhaps survive
