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album: "Kivshan" (2021)
1. Angels of Atheism2. The Sword Devours
3. Ocean of Tar
4. Each Other's Throats
5. Kivshan
6. The Pinnacle, Pt. 1: Peshat
7. The Pinnacle, Pt. 2: Remez
8. The Pinnacle, Pt. 3: Derash
9. The Pinnacle, Pt. 4: Sod
1. Angels of Atheism
We are Heaven sent,
We are the heralds of progression,
To lay the old world low
Skeptic and unbent,
Devoid of meaningless confessions,
With wings that made for war
You will not reap what we sown
With civilization at peril,
As it's tearing itself apart,
Leaving us wondering,
Wondering how it will come to an end,
When ignorance is so viral,
Treated as some kind of art,
Diminish the grandeur by knowing,
By knowing it never was grand
Religion is a flaw
And it comes in all shapes and sizes,
All man-made gods we scorn
Uphold Sharia law
And witness calamity rising,
Because where books being burned
A lesson never learned
With civilization at peril,
As it's tearing itself apart,
Leaving us wondering,
Wondering how it will come to an end,
When ignorance is so viral,
Treated as some kind of art,
Diminish the grandeur by knowing,
By knowing it never was grand
Scriptures from algorithms,
The angels of
Atheism
This depth
Of old deceptions we will put to the sword
And thus,
As Atlas shrugs
We will take back
This world
With civilization at peril,
As it's tearing itself apart,
Leaving us wondering,
Wondering how it will come to an end,
When ignorance is so viral,
Treated as some kind of art,
Diminish the grandeur by knowing,
By knowing it never was grand
2. The Sword Devours
Alright
I opened the chasm of time, daring to stare to the past,
Relics forsaken that none dare to find,
The thawing of truth came to pass
Melting like candles in furnace, malformed to a semblance of life,
Brotherly hatred in the garden of Eden, the only purity
That cuts like a knife
Generations of exile in Europe, thousands of years without home,
Finally given a fraction of hope,
Phrasing the end of our tome
Return to the days
When Canaan was conquered,
Return
To Abner's last words,
Rome and Bar Kochva,
Greece and the Maccabees,
We have always
Chosen the sword
Bow to the sword,
For it offers salvation,
Death is its own reward
And we are the indication
Poisonous stories of sinners and saints, drawing a picture ideal,
The biblical bribery paint ridiculous hate,
The chosen people surreal
Be it the anger that thinks we are pure, be it the land stained with blood,
Fighting for lies told eons ago,
Legacy of daggers and Scuds
Bow to the sword,
For it offers salvation,
Death is its own reward
And we are the indication
Every century passing, I could find yet another atrocity
Like the binding of Isaac
And the burning bush call,
Like seeking refuge behind Messada's wall,
If Kahane was right,
If Baruch Goldstein's a saint,
Then we have long been ignoring the thin line in the sand
Kill or be killed,
Kill or be killed,
Kill or be killed,
Kill or be killed
Kill or be killed,
Kill or be killed,
Kill or be killed,
Kill or be killed
Like the binding of Isaac (kill or be killed)
And the burning bush call (kill or be killed),
Like seeking refuge (kill or be killed)
Behind Messada's wall (kill or be killed),
If Kahane was right (kill or be killed),
If Baruch Goldstein's a saint (kill or be killed),
Then we have long been ignoring (kill or be killed)
The thin line in the sand (kill or be killed)
Bow to the sword,
For it offers salvation,
Death is its own reward
And we are the indication
3. Ocean of Tar
Not a single day has passed
Before you came in tears,
Crying rivers of disappointment
Of how you see things clear
You stand your cracked ground
Like there's more things to gain,
Forked tongued jealousy smearing soot-black companions' name
Drown in
An ocean of tar,
Self-glorification
Will never go far
Like a guild house of beggars
That piss in the wind,
So easy to criticize
The achievements of friends
Can't bask in the glory
Of your usurper's mistakes
And if you can't understand this, it was not yours to take
Drown in
An ocean of tar,
Self-glorification
Will never go far
I know it's hard to break through a ceiling of glass,
Some passions are burning, and some hungers are aching to pass,
When invisible wounds heal, they still leave the scars,
Don't let your dignity drown in an ocean of tar
Drown in the ocean
4. Each Other's Throats
You'll make an excellent example
Of how history was written,
Victories and burning temples rise
To this venomous occasion
A narrative no one wants to hear,
The ink that has dried drove us to gloat
And as this mosaic of falsehood begins to tear,
We're holding knives
At each other's throats
Our destiny declined,
Remove every thought of shelter,
We chose to undermine
All that we built around the center
At each other's throats (at each other's throats)
With blade at hand (with blade at hand),
At each other's mercy (at each other's mercy)
Foolishly we make our stand
Embarrassment to every nation,
The child that just refuse to grow,
The cradle of civilization falls,
Allow us both to sink so low
A narrative no one wants to hear,
An old composition, all from bleeding notes,
Like the roman soldier that held the spear,
We're holding knives at each other's throats
Our destiny declined,
Remove every thought of shelter,
We chose to undermine,
The gates collapsed, all demons, enter
At each other's throats (at each other's throats)
With blade at hand (with blade at hand),
At each other's mercy (at each other's mercy)
Foolishly we make our stand
Blood was thick and now the sons of Abraham
Diluted it to the extreme and the worst is yet to come,
Circling around the fire since the dawn of time,
Oh how we deserve each other, dear enemy of mine
At each other's throats (at each other's throats)
With blade at hand (with blade at hand),
At each other's mercy
Foolishly we make our stand
5. Kivshan
בשני זוזים של כסף ובשלשלאות ברזל
הובילני אל פתחי מקדשו של זה האל
אשר שיסה עמו בדופי, בחירוף ולהבות
וקיבץ אדם מתוך פזורה אל תוך כבשן הגלויות
לא נותרתי איש-עולם ונלקחה הנחמה
כאשר דודיי נפלו הם ארצה, מקדשים האדמה
וכל אביון דורש צביון ומחטיף מהלומה,
על חומותיך עיר דוד אתקין לך מרגמה
כי משנאת אחים נבראתי,
משאון המרכבות,
מהרעל שבמים
ומאש המלחמות
עם בוא אחיי נולד הדור אשר מאס ברפש,
מילא הביב את זה הים, עלו מימיו עד נפש
אך בני כלאיים, בני אלפיים, מה להם ולעולם,
כל שנועדנו זה לדעת שהגורל חותם בדם
אם לנצח נאכל חרב אז לנצח נתחתן
עם כלה שחורה כפיח, ועם תן רעב רוטן
אדם קטן כמוך, יבלע בבטן לוויתן
השם ישבור הסטטוס קוו וישליכהו לכבשן
כי משנאת אחים נבראתי,
משאון המרכבות,
מהרעל שבמים
ומאש המלחמות
מניף את הפטיש למעלה, וחובט אל הסדן
אותו נפח בצלם אל, משחיז עמו אל תוך כבשן,
אך לא נצא מסדנתו אלא בארונות קבורה
כך הובטחת לנו, ארץ זבת מרה שחורה
כי משנאת אחים נבראתי,
משאון המרכבות,
מהרעל שבמים
ומאש המלחמות
אשרי כרעיה של הארץ,
אשרי גפרור מסך עשן,
מושך אני את השרשרת
ואת כולכם, אל תוך כבשן
6. The Pinnacle, Pt. 1: Peshat
In the days of Turnusrufus,
Before ten martyrs gave their lives,
Four stepped on stairs of studies
But only one survived
But only one survived
The legend of true Paradise
Amongst the halls of God,
Where marble breaks your words like water,
Where we realize we're flawed
Where we realize
We're flawed
Under Roman persecution,
Beneath the Praetor's boot,
Four wish to strive and find the answer where divinity
Takes root
Upon the chariot of fire
That no one dares to ride,
Creation and oblivion both beckon
Beneath a white winged bride
Creation and oblivion both beckon
Under Roman persecution,
Beneath the Praetor's boot,
Four wish to strive and find the answer where divinity
Takes root
Hidden congregation
Disappear into the night,
They will reach the pinnacle,
Salvation's only light
Seven days of holy fervor,
Yavne's wisdoms scorned,
The four will reach the pinnacle,
Tiferet - ancient throne
They've fast and drank no water
So worthy they will be,
The four enter the gates of Heaven,
The pinnacle calling thee
7. The Pinnacle, Pt. 2: Remez
White marble halls of Heaven, a garden locked in time,
Tiferet - ancient throne, soon you will be mine
I was born a shepherd's boy, a poor and ignorant man,
For love I studied and enriched,
For love
I'm doing what I can
Aleph - of our one true father,
Taf - for all that ends
Eschaton, oblivion,
Eschaton, oblivion,
Now I understand
I knew why my love was taken for granted, I know why I am here,
I will know all my mind could study, the rest will disappear
Earthly riches seemed diminished before I took this oath,
Enemy of Rome I am,
Edge of the undergrowth
Aleph - of our one true father,
Taf - for all that ends
Eschaton, oblivion,
Eschaton, oblivion,
Now I understand
The flock of angels pushes me
To stray me from my path,
The pinnacle of holy marble,
The choir of the aftermath
And as I enter all alone,
Bare witness to true might,
White bride, her face true beauty
Enriches me with light
Aleph - of our one true father,
Taf - for all that ends
Eschaton, oblivion,
Eschaton, oblivion,
Now I understand
8. The Pinnacle, Pt. 3: Derash
I tried to grab Akiva's garment
Before he took that step,
We entered four,
Four different gates
And then Akiva left
They told me I am fire,
They spoke in different tongues,
But now I see
The truth that's hidden 'neath
The face of Metatron
Akiva, betrayer,
He left us for dead,
We entered the garden,
Succumbed to our dread
The angels, the faceless, the arms of Tiferet, now your false form has been shed
I must warn the others
From Jerusalem to Rome,
There is no salvation hidden
On the steps of ancient throne
We were born to be devoured by the mouth of Metatron
Young Ben-Azai claimed
He would stand on guard
Before he vanished,
Taken by forces we could barely describe
Then Ben-Zuma snapped,
His mind, crushed in despair,
The thought of our souls being fed to the bride
Was too much to bear
Akiva, betrayer,
He left us for dead,
We entered the garden,
Succumbed to our dread
The angels, the faceless, the arms of Tiferet, now your false form has been shed
I must warn the others
From Jerusalem to Rome,
There is no salvation hidden
On the steps of ancient throne
We were born to be devoured by the mouth of Metatron
I've taken my broken and babbling partner,
I've run down the spiral of white,
"Akiva is mad, Akiva betrayed us!"
Ben-Zuma is shouting in fright
Ben-Azai is nowhere to be found,
He has shed his body like cloth,
Only Akiva still lingers,
Only Akiva has forsaken his oath
Akiva, betrayer,
He left us for dead,
We entered the garden,
Succumbed to our dread
The angels, the faceless, the arms of Tiferet, now your false form has been shed
I must warn the others
From Jerusalem to Rome,
There is no salvation hidden
On the steps of ancient throne
We were born to be devoured by the mouth of Metatron
9. The Pinnacle, Pt. 4: Sod
Orchard of pomegranates,
The fruits are made of cyphers,
A secret hidden deep,
I've seen it all, still none the wiser
Akiva stands before me,
His heart and mind malformed
"Follow me or be like the others",
He said I have been warned
I have been warned
I would not stand against her,
The bride's distorted form,
Her face, a swarm of tentacles,
She is divine, we are but worms
But if it is divinity,
If this what fate concealed
I'd rather tear down every tree
Than give my soul and yield
Akiva's eyes are like stones,
Gray as the clouds of the night,
He know the answer, he whispers,
Given to him by the monster in white
He will gather the faithful
And declare a war against Rome,
Ae will find and anoint his Messiah
And all will die in this storm
Die in this storm
I would not stand against her,
The bride's distorted form,
Her face, a swarm of tentacles,
She is divine, we are but worms
But if it is divinity,
If this what fate concealed
I'd rather tear down every tree
Than give my soul and yield
I tried to get Ben-Zuma to safety,
Fooling Akiva that I've joined his cause,
"Akiva is mad" babbled my friend
"And our death will be his applause",
We barely reached the town of Yavne
And I left him on the porch of a whore,
"Aren't you Ben-Abuya the wise?",
She asked, letting her words explore
"You are mistaken, Madam" I answered
And I gave her two silvers and left,
"Must've been some other" I heard her voice carry,
Hoping it's not too late
As I come to the garden of Yavne
Surrounded by Akiva's lies
Toiling and tearing the roots of the garden
As I wait for the Sabbath to die
"Blasphemy!" carried the voice of the people,
Stricken I now realize
The Bride of white will not take hold in this world or the next,
For the next world is a mere illusion and this one is here to vex,
This is the God who waits in Heaven, this is the bible's lie,
I will meet her eventually, at least I'll live before I'll die
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