The eye of Ra will see no more The sun the lights his kingdom's shores A kingdom that became a grave Is now the liberty of every Hebrew slave
When neither side will dawn a smile None of the fallen souls rejoin the Nile
And all shall perish Across this land Forsaken and condemned
As destiny of man to rises like a morning star Nightfall will embrace Goshen from afar And in the hour of bereavement Every mourning witness can gasp; "It's not the end"
In our hour of darkness Our prayers are all ignored The winds that blow inside our temples Whisper of our coming fall In our time of need Before we turn to animals The home that Ra's forsaken His absence scarred our souls within
As destiny of man to rises like a morning star Nightfall will embrace Goshen from afar Every mourning witness can gasp; "It's not the end"
After we have been diminished for more than we could bear After both of our children were murdered in sickening affairs We're eager to leave this cursed place of death and mourning Sent and cast away with haste, pain within our souls Our triumph is their loss, Replacing hoes with knives There is no single soul left in Egypt that can be called "Alive"
[Hebrew text:] ('And it shall be when thy son asketh thee in time to come, saying, what is this? That thou shalt say unto him...' [Exodus 13:14])Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.