And the utterance of Ea was heard by the gods Let bear the womb mother offspring And let them carry the gods' burdens On the moon's first, seventh, and fifteenth By washing I shall purify (Ea proclaimed) Then slaughter will we Kingu, the rebel, who intelligence has. And the gods should be submerged and all be cleansed Let Nintu mix the clay with his flesh and blood And a mould of god and man will the clay bestow. And let the Etemmu ghost posses the form Let the womb mother assert it as the breath of life Let the ghost be animate lest the slain god we forget And the gods in accordance saw that it was done The drumbeat pounding from his heart let us hear (forever) "an dãr”.