Behold the walls, they shall stand
I made them, Gilgamesh, I am King
The Gods made us from the blood of Kingu
The Gods made us from dust and blood
Marduk was their champion
Kneel under the power of El
Utnapishtim remembers, he is the eldest
Utnapishtim remembers, he is immortal
Behold the walls, Uruk shall not fall
As long as people serve the gods
Uruk shall not fall as long as they remember
If I am forgotten they shall fall
Apsu shall devour, and ravage the world
And forgetfulness shall overcome the world
And Apsu devours, and takes the written words
Writing came from the sea, and the sea shall devour
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