اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
We are now called Jerub-Ba’al
Brothers in blood and fell in oath
The silent sound of the Fall
Let the lesser lights shine to all
Castor and Pollox have no worth
Stones and sail screaming out
From the mountains where rivers berth
We are the beds cut in the earth
I have come for Asherah
And I shall contend with Ba’al
Naught is given beneath the sun
Naught is had that is not won
He approves of what we undertake
What we overtake
What we ourselves negate
The sounds we make
As is the man, so is his weakness
So leave the burning gold on your heads
As is the god, so is his greatness
We are nothing more than riverbeds
I felled the very goddess-carved totem
which Joash erected high
No doubt my god has smote them
No doubt, no doubt
He approves of what we undertake
What we overtake
What we negate
Of the sounds we make
Some lessons learned
Some churches burned
Silence earned
Death not spurned
