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From the skies, have come forth

Serpents of the clouds, I call thee,

From the fire and the heat

Keepers of the outer spheres

Come, all ye hungry ones

Rule the souls of Eden

Roaming windblast,

Messengers of Anu, the King

Tempest, scour the heavens!

Over the sky bring gloom!

See them madly round

before the crescent Moon

Rushing windgasts,

Casting darkness

Deluge of Storm-God,

Dread fiery serpents

In my left hand

The shield with thine evil face

In my right hand

I hold the sword of grace

Serpents fly above the clouds,

Forerunners of baneful storms,

Throne-bearers of the Gods

Fiery shining sons of Ba'al