Myth

The neutral land gave rites of rise,
And soon her corpse walked for the divine
Incarnation of her lover's soul entwined
In hell's chosen vessel of human skin.

Demonis Astaroth gave birth to,
A soul so malign and despised of
Feriluce, envious of the early throne,
Sent away the unborn child.

Ishtar, true pride of the loved,
Led a quest to reunite herself
With her lost sister in Earth,
Erishkigal, next queen of hell.

Love and hate soon found their place,
A battlefield in deep wooded terrain,
Two bodies found, woman and male,
Unclothed, connected and strangled.

(Their souls soon entered hell.)