25 Ocak 2010 Pazartesi

Current 93 - Hitler As Kalki

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  1. These are the dregs
    Of the last grains of the age
    It may be the hourglass of earth covering earth
    But not in Betlehem
    Not in Jerusalem
    Not in Chorazaim
    And not in Bethsaida
    We will not again see
    God humbled on an ass
    But see
    On a white horse he comes
    Blazing sword in burning hand
    Lo, I am become death
    The destroyer of worlds
    His hands are backed up
    They're straining at his neck
    What colour shall we rank in him?
    What face shall we deliver him?
    There may be the black dog
    There may be the white dog
    Hitler comes as Kalki
    Hitler comes as Kalki
    Kalki comes as Hitler
    Kalki comes as Hitler
    Teeth, teeth, teeth, teeth

    But meaningless lights still hold our attention
    We think that the holy books are written in blood and fire
    But what if it's water?
    The fires turned to blood
    The bloods turned to water
    And the waters turned to what?
    Milk? Piss? Lies? Dust?
    Hitler comes as Kalki
    Kalki comes as Hitler
    Everything becomes emptiness
    But goes through fire
    Secret mother (gsang yum chen mo)
    Secret father (gsans yab chen po)

    Hitler becomes Kalki
    Kalki becomes Hitler
    The white horse and red horse
    Christ twists on the cross
    Hitler smiles in the guttering rubble
    He brings not peace but a sword
    But maybe the ocean roars immaculate
    Maybe the stars fall incomprehensible
    Oh these all tell me
    Oh these all spell to me
    Hitler as Kalki
    Kalki as Hitler

    Where's your God now?
    I'll point out his varied forms to you
    One he hangs on the end of a tree
    Two he's nailed to the arms of this selfsame tree
    And three he spins, he spins and soars and laughs through space
    Ah, one day the world sees
    Oh, one day the world sees
    Hitler as Kalki
    God as Kalki

    And he lies matted
    Half in time and half in space
    Through the rising incense smoke
    I see him in a crowded room
    I see him crossing the mountain range
    If we see man at his most bloody
    If we see man at his most base
    Shall we point then and there
    This is reality, this is his nature
    Oh, what makes the pain more real than the joy?
    Both are so mingled now and muddied together
    To pull them apart
    We butcher the essence and cripple its meaning

    God is on the cross
    Or three gods perhaps
    If they are all one
    Neither coming nor going
    Neither waning nor waxing
    But immense in their unity
    Matter and space
    He rides between the spaces
    And he rides between the pain
    In the secret heart of becoming
    In the secret modes of darkness
    His eyes are now shuttered windows
    Oh, man, man, man, man
    Man with his claws and his lies
    With his peace and his pain
    With his love and his sorrow
    With his candle of hope that stutters and dies
    No liberation through hearing
    When the sound of the worlds collapsing
    Deafens deafens deafens our ears
    And pierces our hearts

    Hitler as Kalki
    Kalki as Hitler
    Rolling and roaring
    Swooping and soaring
    Exultant and trembling
    Sorrow sorrow sorrow
    Where the eagle flies
    Where the eagle shudders
    Where the eagle drops
    Where the eagle plummets
    All things merging dissolving
    Then stars collapse
    The vortex commences in space
    The rubble collects
    The debris gathers
    Time starts to shiver
    My heart's blood

    If I dissolve into your body
    If I hoped to find
    White light in your soul
    If together we fall into forever
    Would we not notice the turbulence
    That no longer waits?

    First he comes from on a hill
    Then he's running throughout the town
    Then he stands
    Devoid of peace
    Devoid of place
    Devoid of pity

    Oh, my dear Christ
    Carried broken from sad brown earth
    Teeth, teeth, teeth, teeth, teeth, teeth, teeth, teeth, teeth
    Hitler as Kalki
    Hitler as Kalki
    Kalki as Hitler
    Hitler as Kalki
    Hitler as Kalki