Great Is Artemis of the Ephesians

Thou deign to consider war the work of mortals? Do not deny celestial and Cerberean taint in our blood We demons meant for Heaven shall create hell here on earth Remember what was washed away in the Great Flood And they cry, "Great is Artemis! Sour milk is all I've wanted, No more am I by the shepherd hunted Great, great, great is Artemis of the Ephesians!" The silversmiths pour their folly into the molds Never removing the real dross from Old Lie Hither and thither go the sheep of the lost fold Content to suckle at the huntress' cold breast And they cry, "Great is Artemis! Sour milk is all I've wanted, No more am I by the shepherd hunted Great, great, great is Artemis of the Ephesians!" And they cry, "Great is Artemis! I swear silver is better than any gold No more am I by the shepherd wanted Great, great, great is Artemis of the Ephesians!" Carve the statue From Lapis Lazuli Bow before the god with no face We will never die