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Gilgamesh Wanders
— What good are your riches, Gilgamesh, if you shall rot just like a dead horse? What good the glory you have earned, if the worms will gnaw on you like a dead dog?
— Maybe the secret of life and the mystery of death can be discovered? They say a wise man who was born before the deluge is still alive. He saved himself from the rage of the gods and, like them, shall never know the eternal night.
— They speak, and you listen, Gilgamesh. You set off to find the old man and learn his secrets.
— Or perhaps you are setting off because a journey reminds you of whom you yearn for most?
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Gilgamesh Wanders
— What good are your riches, Gilgamesh, if you shall rot just like a dead horse? What good the glory you have earned, if the worms will gnaw on you like a dead dog?
— Maybe the secret of life and the mystery of death can be discovered? They say a wise man who was born before the deluge is still alive. He saved himself from the rage of the gods and, like them, shall never know the eternal night.
— They speak, and you listen, Gilgamesh. You set off to find the old man and learn his secrets.
— Or perhaps you are setting off because a journey reminds you of whom you yearn for most?
