Scientists are baffled, historians uncertain, and theologians, as usual, are clueless.
It is a depressing vision of heavy moping voiceless birds with draggled feathers crouching in the dirt. They are clothed like birds with wings for covering, they see no light, they sit in darkness. Elsewhere in Mesopotamian literature, hell is described as a place of constant thirst, as a city whose lord feeds on mud and drinks it by the cupful and barrel-full. The modern 20th-century sophisticate realizes that hell is not so much a place you go to but more of a place that persons construct in the here and now. So that's what Hell is.